Refugee

As the small group settled into the warm space around the fire there was a vague sense of tension. Kane was obviously very cold, and Ignatius wondered if he ought to provide more than just the warmth of the fire to get the half-frozen wolf heated up sooner. Time was clearly a factor. He was contemplating some options when Kane would speak up and express his gratitude to Ignatius and Clementine. Clementine insisted he owed her nothing.

"I second her assertion; no guests in my pack will be allowed to perish. Consider it my repayment if you must," Ignatius said seriously. The decision to help the others had been remarkably easy, and in all honesty Ig was quite content to receive nothing at all in return.

He would cast a warm smile Clementine's way as she went on to thank him as well and explain the events that had led them to his border. Listening intently until she was finished, Ig counted them lucky to have made it here alright. "Sounds like you've had a hell of a time," he mused, "I'm glad you were able to make it here. Consider Fyri a temporary home until you're fit to go on your way. However long you need, you will have the time, so do not rush unnecessarily." his words were a sworn promise, a commitment to continue to aid the visitors as much as they needed.

Clicking his tongue softly, Ignatius rose to his paws, glancing at the two and hesitating a moment before asking, "I think I have some things to make this a bit more comfortable. Clementine, would you help me carry them over? It's just some food and hides but I don't think I can gather them all in one trip."