Aitan made his way down to the river, he was cut, and broken, he was using all his might to hold back his tears, who knows when a Student would appear out of no where, He made his way to the edge of the flowing river, gazing into his own reflection "What have i become" he said to himself, "I've become a over protective monster" he snarled, he slowly made his way down, wincing as he put pressure on his left front quarter, he dipped his hands in the river water and splashed it over his face, "why am i pushing her away, Thearus isnt a bad guy" he picked up a rock from the shallows of the river, he hefted it in his hand, all he could think of doing was to pound his face with it. Aitan tossed it away, and looked back into the water, he burried his face into his hands, trying to conceal the fact that he was crying in the most easist way possible.