Locke felt bad. He had sent a note back to Mouse promising him that he would come and get him some more supplies, but that had been a few days ago. Colten had gotten sick almost immediately after with an ear infection, so he had not been able to leave. How could he when his poor little boy was so miserable? For all he felt bad for his littlest man, the wraithrider found himself happiest during the moments of domestic normalcy. For all his wild ways he would have never pegged himself as a stay-at-home husband and father, but that was basically what he was besides the few odd jobs he and Wraith did for the diplomacy wing.
Finally, the infection had passed, and Locke sent a message to Mouse to expect him later that day. He'd told Kent what he was doing and promised to not get in trouble. As an added assurance, he promised his husband that he would see if I'ent would like to join him. After all, the kid was getting better and this would be a good chance to test him out 'on the job' as it were. Locke was fairly sure that I'ent would like to go with him, though a part of him was a tinge worried his young friend was irritated at the fact he had almost caused an embarrassing situation between the two of them. Well, embarrassing for I'ent, Locke remained completely uncaring about flights regardless of who the other rider was. Still, I'ent was a friend and he didn't want to upset a friend. He really did not think that Wraith would chase, not that that was an excuse. Of course now he was more than sure that Wraith wouldn't chase. The normally grumpy dragon had taken losing quite personally, so much so that when asked to get a hold of Shireth to ask if they wished to join them in going to Walled, the chimera refused.
Locke had sighed, rolled his eyes, and called Wraith what he was.... a big baby. Wraith ignored him. Hopefully after a week or so he would forget the slight to his ego, but for now Locke was stuck having to pay a visit to I'ent directly. He was already clad mostly in black in preparation for the evening, but he wasn't in full theivery gear yet so as to not call attention to himself. He found his way to the greenrider's apartment and knocked. "I'ent, it's Locke." He called through the door and then waited and hoped his friend was at home.
Gathering food and other supplies for Mouse wasn't a hard task, but it would be great practice for I'ent. While they were there he figured they could see if they could find out anything more about the slave ring. Not that he would have them dig too deeply as he had promised this trip would not in any way be dangerous, but it wouldn't hurt to open their ears a little. He was also a bit curious about the rebellion that was supposedly growing in Walled. Most of what Atricis heard was hearsay and rumors from people who had heard it from ten other people, so it wasn't trustworthy.