A Special Hunt

The Armada warlord had become a shepard for lost strays, and well some of the wolves he brought into the fold where reluctant, others came to him seeking safety. He wasnt quite sure how it happened, but he had promised his protection to those wolves that had become his. Odette was one of them. She was a slave, a hand maiden to his Wife, but Sirius thought she perhaps had more ambition then that, through she hadnt shown a tendancy to push the boundaries of her life yet.

The silence stretched on, until Odette broke it. Her question brought a smile to his stern lips. "Indeed" he agreed. "A father couldnt ask for better children" his litter had become so much his life that he had forgotten what it was like to be without them.

"Ha! Shes still at it?" He asked with a laugh. She had started very young, and her first attempted had come with a failure. She had lost a chicken, but ever since then his insomniac daughter had been their unofficial guard. She had come and found him to show him that dead chicken on the first day, and he had explained some life lessons to her.