Momma Said Knock You Out

Valentine seemed delighted to see Ashmedai. Ash found that that look of validation filled his heart even more than he expected it to. His father said he could stick kick his ass up and down the Range. Ash gave a lopsided smile and nodded, "I'm sure you could," he said. "But we can maybe we can test it later. Y'know, just to be sure."

Valentine asked how he had been. How had Ashmedai been?

"I've been here and there, but not anywhere specific for too long," he said. It applied to his physical state as well as his mental state. "Some dumb pup got the idea to start a pack and since he was a product of Abaven, I thought I'd check it out. He hadn't even grown into his ears yet and he was talking about being the greatest kind the north had seen." Ashmedai snorted at the memory.

"He drew a good crowd- better than he deserved- but he turned tail and fled as soon as he got his kid girlfriend knocked up."

Ashmedai thought of anything else that had happened.

"Oh and Bass went crazy and ran off so Sparrow's running Abaven. And then there's the Abraxas. They're pretty cool, but kind of crazy. They think they're gods. If I follow what they think makes them special, then we're just as likely gods as they are."

It was all ridiculous. Ashmedai shrugged, "When you left, I think you took everyone's sanity with you." Or maybe you were the only sane one to begin with.