Red made his way back through the house to the room where they'd started, in no particular rush. He found his shirt and pulled it on, pausing briefly to glance over the disarray they'd left the space in. It had been a fun night; admittedly a little disappointing that it probably wouldn't happen again.
The wolf shook that thought aside, though. He'd never suffered for female company.
After he'd found his jacket and made sure his few belongings were accounted for Red made for the door, stepping around the various articles of jewelry and clothing on the floor on his way. He could hear Violet moving around in what he assumed was the kitchen judging by the other scents filtering through the air.
Red let himself out, stepping off for his truck which was waiting in the drive and going to see if the keys were already in it or if he'd have to go back in and retrieve them. Morrigan