At the Borders

Of course Leo took the chance to meet up with him first. The male’s expression was serious as he approached, but not unfriendly, and Ganta tipped his head respectfully to the older man with a warm smile beginning to spread across his features. He didn’t speak just yet, for Roza arrived a heartbeat later, and Leo revealed the fact that they had already met. He was a bit worried that she hadn’t talked to her family about him yet but… He trusted Roza. He believed in her. He wasn’t just going to simply walk away from his dearest friend.

But the poor girl was floundering as she tried to explain to her father what he already knew. Ganta offered her a gentle smile, about to speak up when a third wolf, this one a stranger, came up to them. Heather was her name, and if Ganta had to make a guess he figured this was one of Roza’s siblings. He tipped his head to her, speaking first to the princess before he was to aid his friend.

“I am Ganta Hellstrom-Lore. I’m Roza’s friend… and hopefully a future alpha.” His smile brightened, his ghostly eyes shifting from Heather, to Leo, to Roza. “Roza and I have spoken… If she would still like to, I’d like to ask that she begin traveling with me until the day I create Dragoste and give her a new home. You’d have my word that she’d be safe.” He waited. He wouldn’t make this choice for his friend, but he’d help her along how he could.