take me down that path

He was closer to Kirsi now, but he couldn’t help the lingering guilt he felt about making an attempt to take Ignatius’s place. He respected the man, and held him in high esteem. He’d been gone for so long now that it was only natural that Song and Kirsi grew close.. He shook off the feeling internally, she told him how she felt about Fyri’s alpha when they’d agreed to keep each other company. She was a grown woman and would make her own choices. Song wanted to hope that she might choose him.

With no outward revelation of his thoughts within the gold marked wolf led the pair towards Winterfell’s border. Their ultimate goal was now standing before them. He wanted to return the purpose to his life, to have a greater goal to work towards than his own self gratification. Not that he would have a desire to neglect that part of his life, but he wasn’t so selfish to raise his individual self up. He had no huge ambition, he just wanted to have a job and do well at it.

His tall form came to a halt at the well marked border, a soft sigh falling from his pale lips as bright blue eyes looked back to the stunning woman he was allowed to call companion. ”We’re finally here.” How long ago had Fyri been tossed into non existence? How long had the two of them dallied in the frozen north before appearing here? ”Ready?”