Is it spring yet?

The Warlord was surprised to hear the call from his son at the border. He raised his head as the rich sounds of youth rolled over him. What had his boy gotten into this time? He didn't hesitate to pick up his feet. It didn't sound like an urgent call, but if anyone was giving one of his children grief, they would see the sharp end of his teeth. He moved from the beach onto the border of Weeping Woods. He found find his son there with a strangely marked girl. She had a passive stance, and a bright smile. His glance passed back to his son, and one eyebrow quirked every so slightly.

He expected Mortis to be the one bringing home sons, not Azure. Was he finally showing signs of caring about someone other then himself? An interesting development. He wondered if Venom had aught to do with this. He had spoken to the Ashen heir of nudging Azure in the right direction. "Azure, who's your friend?"