Put That Thing Back Where It Came From Or So Help Me

Valdís didn't bother to sit down as she waited. She still felt the need to be alert in case the two youths with her tried something. She could tell Álarr was sulking and the girl, Pestilence, didn't seem to be in a much better mood though that wasn't unexpected. Soon her call was answered by the Empress and Valdís dipped her head low in respectful greeting.

"I suppose that depends very much on how this plays out. Álarr was late for training and when I went to find him I tracked him all the way to Gambit Briar where he was with Pestilence. Apparently, they've met a few times now and during their little meeting she said she was running away because Ashen threw her father into a volcano and Álarr offered her to stay in Legion. As you can guess I find a number of things about this situation concerning." Legion unwittingly taking in an Ashen wolf could lead to war, if Pesto's story was true well that led to a lot of questions.

"Álarr considers her a close friend and so I wanted to discuss the possibility of arranged play dates until they are old enough to wander to prevent this kind of thing in the future. I'm sure you would not have expected your daughter that far south. Of course… this does not address the issue of her professed running away or what exactly is going on with Ashen and that volcano." She gazed at Deathbelle questioningly, eyes searching the woman's face.