Sentinels of the Past [Rhaegara]

He gave an easy-natured smile at her observation, nodding. “She is. She loves seeing initiative in the pack to grow and better themselves. If someone is unhappy and wishes to leave, they need only tell her so that she knows they didn’t die out there somewhere, or get taken by slavers. She won’t hold them back.”

Something Artur didn’t seem to understand. If he was so unhappy there, why bother staying. He, Viviane, and Caelia would be fine. Speaking of, he ought to go on an herb gathering trip with Viv when he got back. Maybe seek out Meri and his kids. A passing smile flashed over his features as he made the decision. Some sibling time with his gentler-natured littermates would do them all good, and he wanted to get to know his brother’s kids.

“I hope so. If I work hard enough, I should be able to reach it by four years old. I fell off a mountain this last winter, though. Broke two legs and a few ribs and had to stay in the Armada for a few weeks until I was strong enough to take a journey home to Valhalla. They treated me well there, but I missed home.”

He chuckled ruefully. He was grateful to Sirius and Iolaire, Mortis, Indigo and Malalia especially for keeping him company when she could between duties. But he’d been scared he’d miss Aurielle’s birthing. After sitting through the screaming… he almost wished it had been a little longer, but the five bundles of stumbly joy were worth the hair-raising experience of hearing his Lady brought to screams and tears by bringing her firstborn into the world. Ardyn would be huge, and was easily the biggest pup in the litter. He could hardly wait to take the litter on their first mini-patrols around the territories.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think