take me home tonight

Iroh wasn’t sure exactly how to feel after the raid had ended. He felt accomplished for crushing both of his opponents, but humiliated at being defeated as a whole. What was more than that he hadn’t seen Banshee. He hadn’t seen her in a very long time. Iroh’s thoughts were often on the Warrioress and how dedicated she was to the Armada. He wished her well, as he wondered if he’d ever see her again.

With a heavy heart he wandered away from Aerie’s lands, he didn’t really want to be bothered by his family. The young man let Sarabi guide him as he carried some supplies for a little tea ceremony out in the wilderness. Out in the country that was not claimed or harnessed by wolves. somewhere quiet and dark.

It was night when he and the mandrill arrived at the grove, the full moon rose high in the sky when the mountain of a wolf loped into the berry meadow. Carefully he dug up the grass and arranged it around a bare patch to start a fire. Sarabi helped him carefully and with her dexterous paws flame sparked to life before the sun was completely set. Iroh placed his teapot close to the flame so it might begin to warm. The night was young, the crickets and frogs chirped their excitement as the stars flared to life in the sky.

Iroh made himself comfortable, in no hurry for the heat to be drawn into the water. This was his night to relax.