Between fairytales and happy endings

Focus on the life he had left to live… though really how long was that, Allen wondered? He was already pushing things… but still, why count himself out? Allen found himself feeling a little better now that someone at least a bit older was telling him to snap out of it and live his life. To his delight she was indeed from Abaven, and he let out a soft chuckle. “Ah yes, Asha… and the memories that pack brings.” The brute dipped his head.

“Bass was my closest friend in those times. I still consider him such, though I don’t know if he still feels the same about me.” Allen glanced skyward, twitching his ears. “We’ve been through a lot together… had our children… lost loved ones… but we’re both still standing. He as an alpha and well, me as this old gentleman I’ve always prided myself in being.” His gaze returned back to the femme, feeling a bit better now that he had the company.

“You say you’re exploring, eh? Would you like some company, miss Asha?”