To Live is to Fight [Sirius]

She took his banting in good stride, and he smirked at the smaller wolf. She was a far cry from any sort of peasant, of course. She was a warrior, and it showed. “What do you need two ears for anyway?’ he asked, feeling the familiarity of a battle companion slide over him. It had been a long time since he had connected to a fighter on this level. Back when the Ashen Empire was fighting wars, he had fought side by side wolves like her. And wolves that weren't worth the salt their bodies left on the soil. He definitely prefered those to the likes of Hester. He was glad to have her at his side.

“Your an addict” he laughed, when she admitted one more wouldn’t be so bad. Together, the two of them began to patrol the borders of the Armada. He wondered how familiar she was thus far over the territory. She hadn’t been her long, after all. He took them towards the border that connected them to the Ashen Empire, and then down towards the sea. They walked by his barracks and training arena, then up towards Weeping Woods. All the while keeping a lookout for anything threatening enough to justify killing.