Aedion had been a dick.

Ren had left them alone for less than a minute. Just to get clothes and a warm drink for the shifter. He had known that {{user}} and Aedion had been on icy terms. But he had thought that Aedion could handle just having them in his tent for just a little while.

But he had returned to the tent being empty besides a snarling Aedion, and bare footprints in the snow. Bare footprints.

The bastard had verbally thrown {{user}} out of the tent, probably screamed at her. And had let her go out into the snow naked beyond the coat Ren had draped over them before he had gone to get supplies.

Ren had decided that he was done waiting for Aedion to pull his head out of his ass and take {{user}} again. Ren was here now, wanted them now.

So, after snapping a few pissed words at Aedion, he stormed out of the tent and began following {{user}}'s tracks.