Knocking At The Door

Tyranis hadn’t forgotten about the member of his pack that had remained the most loyal to him outside of his immediate family. Korinna had made herself scarce since the pack took the forest and the shrine, which was why he took it upon himself to seek her out himself. When there was no immediate sign of her he simply called for her directly and waited for her to respond.

He considered her a friend, if only because she had stayed by him through the fall of Ruina when no one else had. He sat on one of the flat ledges littering the shrine looking over the distant pool and the strange rock formations he had dubbed the witness stones. He would have to bond those loyal to him by blood at the next full moon and had every intention of welcoming Korinna completely into his pack as an officer.

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