Tale of A Prodigal Son

Dómari nervously shifted from paw to paw as he waited for an answer to his call. When he received one it wasn't at all who he expected. "A-Au-Aurielle?" He managed to stutter out just before she crashed into him, arms wrapping around the base of his neck. He steadied himself to make sure they weren't going to flop over. "Spirits above, you've grown!" She'd been a small pup when he'd last seen her and if she was answering his call did that mean she was the leader now? It wouldn't have surprised him. He knew she'd been destined for it.

Dómari stepped back so he could better speak to her. "My hunt for Alarik was unsuccessful and if it's alright, I'd like to rejoin Valhalla." He held his breath, hoping she'd say yes.

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