Taking it easy

Sirius · 06-02-2020, 02:23 PM

The Warlord had checked in occasionally with their patient over the last few days. It felt strange having another pack’s wolf in his midst. Every wolf he had ever brought back, he had done so with the intention of claiming. Roan, when he had been injured, had traded healing for time in Sirius’s service. Time that had become permanent once he had fallen in love with the Warlords sister.

Cairo was different, and perhaps that was a good thing. Long had he kept himself separate from the other packs in this world. He wanted no ties to them, no alliances. But perhaps they could build something else. An understanding, for example. There was the faint possibility that they could work together in events like the festival Aurielle had once spoken to him of.

With this in mind, he went seeking the injured wolf, knocking briskly against Io’s cottage door, before letting himself into her healer section. He would never dream of intruding upon her private spaces without her there.

He found the young man, nestled in furs Io had laid him on. “Cairo, how are you doing? Feel up for a short ride in the cart? I imagine you must be sick of these walls by now” he remembered his own time laid up with a broken limb. He had been insufferable.

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