To Everything There is A Season [Acere]

She greeted him in turn and asked him to sit which he promptly did. He turned his full attention to her, and it wasn't long before she told him what she had to say. She started with her rank, explaining that she would like to retire, which to him, sounded fair enough. What he didn't expect, however, was what came next. He remained quiet as she talked, though he could feel the feeling of sadness washing over him. While he knew that everyone died at one point or another, it was a different feeling altogether when one more or less knew when they would die. And she seemed to know how much time she might have left. Though even that wasn't completely certain.

He appeared somber, but he understood. "I understand, Drifa. You may retire to the Elder rank, and...I do hope we get more time with you as well. I know I've been busy what with that deal to Hjarrandi, but now that that's over perhaps you and I can chat here and there like proper old coots, eh?" He chuckled a bit, the thought that had been sitting in the back of his mind tried to surface but he pushed it down. He knew he would need to retire soon...but he needed to train someone to take his place before he could do that. "Thank you for all that you've done for the pack, Drifa. I, and everyone else appreciate your work and guidance. I'm glad you came to join us, really."