Duty calls

Ulric remained polite, and the conversation between them civil and fair. He could respect Ulric, and a part of him was sad to lose the capable fighter, and even-headed wolf. However, Sirius knew he could not compete with the man's other loyalties. Just as Sirius could never have put a stranger above Zee and his kids.

“Then I will see you again in the future, Ulric. I wish you well.” he said, proving that even the possessive bastard of a Warlord could be civil and peaceful if the moment called for it. He offered the man a wry grin, knowing that things could have been different, if the other wolf had chosen the more difficult path. He didn’t respect him any less for choosing not to fight the Warlord. It had been the wiser course of action.