Deliah returned to her den and frowned, she tried to hide her disappointment that the wolf was gone. She’d rather liked him.Aleksey woke up from sleeping. He stretched and quickly realized where he was and everything that had happened. "I can't limp back to camp like this!" He thought, worried. "And claim it was some Ghost Wolf that caused me to do this!" He looked around for Deliah, who must of been outside. "And I can't tell anyone about her, or they'll try finding her. I got to come up with something to cover my tracks..." Aleksey started to scheme. He slowly stood up. He was still in a lot of pain, but he could feel that he was feeling better enough to at least try to get back to camp.
With that thought, he slowly limped out of Deliah's den and into the woods towards the Pack's camp. He had limped a small ways when he stopped and looked back. He hadn't said good bye to her or anything. Without saying a word, he promised that he would be back. He just had some things to take care of first. After that, he finished limping till he came to a river. "I can lose my tracks here so nobody can follow me back." He thought.
Aleksey slowly limped in the river till he figured that he was far enough from his last set of tracks for anyone to find them. Finally he got out and laid down on his side on the river's bank. His left leg was hurting a lot, and he whimpered from the pain. But ever since he had woken up that morning, he had been scheming. If it wasn't for the pain, he probably would of been laughing at the plan that he was coming up with. "Nobody will ever suspect anything different." He thought schemingly. "Storm, Storm. You should of known better than to mess with me."