The first mark of War; Dis-banning dispute

He would see the spark ignite in her at his words, and knew that they had struck a chord in her. Phoenix. it was both fitting, and one she approved of, and with that the nickname would be sealed. She was his Phoenix.

He wouldn’t catch the extra expression his words had caused her to show, his mind still on the pack, and his attention cast to the side as he explored. When he turned back to her, she had wiped it free, and he would be none the wiser. Perhaps it was a good thing, his love for her was always only tucked under a thin sheet of duty.

“We are your might, and you need but call upon us, and point us in the direction of your enemies” he agreed.