Steadfast [Song]

Aurielle looked relieved to see him, and Song didn’t hesitate to offer her a smile. He hadn’t expected Fyri’s loss, but he had gained much from his short stay. She excused his lack of actions and he nodded, ”I’m doing well, it was unexpected but I’m not anywhere I hadn’t expected to be a year ago.” He offered in response before Kyrsi gave her greeting and Aureielle returned hers. Song hadn’t seen the small ice colored she wolf speak to very many wolves, and he felt honored she had been so warm with him. It was probably the moose dance, softened her up to him.

The Spirit didn’t waste any time in offering up what she called them for when the small talk was finished. She offered them a place in Valhalla. He had to admit to himself he was slightly surprised, he hadn’t even thought about Aurielle’s pack. Song’s icy blue gaze shifted to Kirsi and he lifted a brow towards her, wondering if he could glean anything from her expression as Aurielle concluded her offer. He found the Alpha’s gaze once more.

”Your offer is very generous, Aurielle. When I find myself in the west you will be the first I see. I look forward to feasting together one day, but I think I speak for both of us,” There was that us again. He glanced to Kirsi for a moment, letting her stop him if he misspoke. ”The north is our home, and we will remain here in its reaches.”