SNAP CRACKLE POP

Archon and Obi had been working on making some form of... solid mass with which to build a church. They aimed to emulate some of the other large features these lands boasted. A big area, protected from the elements, stationed by a lake of glowing water seemed like the perfect place for more joyous occasions. As for the less joyous occasions... Archon had his eyes set on the volcano by Abaven's lands.

Circe was conveniently close when she called and Archon left Obi to his brick making while he went to investigate. When he came upon his sister, he greeted her warmly- although without physical contact. His eyes were immediately drawn to the unconscious wolf by her. His smile deepened.

"Have you brought us a sacrifice?" His face showed no signs of joking as he drew closer to the unconscious male. "You managed to capture him and only damage his leg," Archon observed with a dry chuckle. "You'll have to teach me your secrets. Obi suggested setting traps, but you don't seem to need those."

Archon drew back from his sister respectfully. Even if he were to head a band, one's catch still belonged to them. His eyes searched her face, "What should we have done to him?"