Sunny Days

Harbringr examined his final scraping of the hide. Yea, this looked good enough for a test run anyway. A sketch before the final, nicer and hopefully much more permanent final project. He grinned as Pesto stated she didn't want anything to do with the Armada. She then went on to explain the links and Harbringr thought on her words before chuckling. "Ack, you're right! I'd forgotten. I would have to talk with Deathbelle to see if that is still the case. You really are a sharp-minded young wolf."

He felt something brush his paws and looked down to see Costanza standing there with a goose feather in her beak. "Ah, thank you, love." It was a little unnerving how quiet owls were. He hadn't even heard her fly in. "No problem," she purred before flying back off to finish her meal. Ari moved over and took the feather, and began shaping it into a quill. He snipped at tip of it, carefully creating a trough for the ink.

While his companions worked, Harbringr turned his attention to his niece. "Hard work and practice, that's how. Besides, it is to the advantage of the whole empire for all our young warriors to be skilled. When you're the next warlord don't you want a bunch of badasses to lead into battle?"

He paused and stared at Pestilence for a moment as she mentioned that her siblings had seen their dad. Hmm… he sat back and thought for a moment. "They say they saw him? What do you mean, like in a dream? That's rare but its not unheard of for spirits to visit their loved ones in dreams. Costanza and I had talked several times before the dark period where her voice left me." That was a terrible time but her spirit was with him now in his owl companion.