Tell me who i am

The Warlord raised a brow as the warriors anger was tucked away, out of sight. The stoic face better known to them returning. Yes, there was definitely something agitating the poor man. Sometimes, Sirius forgot how young Dunkan was. He had entered the pack as Resin’s student, and risen to warrior. He worked hard, and quiet, and there had never been a moments complaint from him. Sirius could respect that, through it did mean there was much about Dunkan that was unknown to him.

“Did you want to talk about it?” he asked, glancing back in the direction Dunkan’s companion had departed.