Liam still ached all over but most of his injuries were superficial and didn't require too much attention. He was actually more concerned about his pack-mates and family than his own well-being. This time yesterday the Court members that had fought at AniWaya had been returning home and Liam had taken residence at Chien Hotel, spending countless hours helping heal the wounded and occasionally taking care of the pups when his mother was too busy. Ayita did not want the three young ones to leave her sight after everything that had happened and although Liam could tell it deeply annoyed Skoll, Hati and Lottie he could understand why his mother did it and fully supported her. He was worried about them too and often found himself mentally freaking out every time he peaked around for them only to find that one was hiding somewhere. That split second of fear before he realized Lottie was just playing around behind a couple wood planks or when Hati was under a pile of wool blankets was enough to give anyone a heart attack.
But now Liam was having a hard time focusing on anything at all for too long. He had been working twenty-four hours straight, if not longer, and the lack of sleep mixed in with the pain he felt every time he moved and the paranoia that plagued his mind wasn't good for his health or his ability to think straight – not one bit. So he decided to leave the hotel for a while to take a walk and clear his mind, maybe rest for a little while. He didn't want to go home though; the idea of being alone so far from most of the pack wasn't a comforting feeling – especially considering he would be sleeping: completely unaware of danger if it were to come searching for him. He walked from the hotel, his aching legs carrying him to no destination in particular. He wasn't really conscious of his surroundings. A part of him just wanted to find a nice, cozy place to sleep for a while. Eventually the Catori boy spotted a familiar structure that had never quite been an area of interest for him before.
Liam really wasn't fond of horses. They were scary and evil. Scarlett, Robin's horse, had probably told them all about him and how he had attempted to murder Robin... and now they probably all wanted his head on a stick. He hadn't even done anything wrong though! He had tackled Robin, yes, but it had all been for fun's sake! Harmless fun! Alas, he kept going towards the stables and began walking around the building lazily. He didn't really have a goal in mind. That was until he found a rather comfortable-looking hay stack set against the south wall of the stables, just calling at him, urging him. Liam shrugged as he closed the distance between himself and his would-be bed. He settled down, his bi-colored eyes glancing around him to make sure it was safe to sleep. Ironically enough, he was hoping that if something went wrong, the horses would alert him with their neighing. Minutes later the King's son had fallen into an uneasy slumber, his ears still twitching at every sound. Slight murmurs and the occasional whine escaped his mouth as nightmares began to fill his unconscious mind.
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