Midnight report

She gave a nod of agreement, and said nothing else. He fell silent with her, letting the sounds of the night grow, the breeze rustling through their coats, reminding him that winter was still far from over. He let the silence grow for a time, finding comfort in it. He was not a wolf that needed to fill it with aimless prattle.

After a time, he leaned a little closer to the older, respectable woman. “I don’t know if I ever told you, but I am grateful to have you here. Both for Io, and myself. You make the Armada a better place” as proven by how many times she had helped to protect his wolves.