your churches crying out

His father's decision to make him heir to the Empire weighed heavily on Pyrrhic's shoulders. Though overwhelmed with what it meant, Pyrrhic was taking the role seriously. He had soaked up everything his father had to offer and, after finding himself hungry for more, had taken up prowling the pack in search of leaderly things to do.

Seeing Iroh gave him an idea. As his father preached and preached, children were the Empire's future. And if he was the future leader shouldn't he make a point to get to know his future followers and help shape the little ones?

Pyrrhic woofed to announce his presence before trotting over. "Hey, pup!" What were they, cousins? That was probably a safe bet. "You're Kasdeya's boy, right?"