Pick a path

Life's just a game

Going to the armada training was the most that he had done. Possibly because he'd run into a predicament... mourning slightly. His slaves were missing but to be fair he had gone off and joined this packs in hopes of his ambition coming to fruition. It wasn't that he was upset, though he was about Katir. Borias hated to say that he had fallen in love with her at one point. However how could he expect to love a wolf who knew nothing of how to take care of herself. Though maybe the slaves had thought they'd be better off on their own - he didn't know nor did he care too much. The armada was his main concern and if he could provide support than that's what he should do. However, stagnant was just as good as ignorance he would not learn if he did not try.

When Sirius called for him a wave of relief fell over the man. Not fear - no he didn't fear Sirius he had such respect and idolization for the man that it was always a sense of relief when he was called to attention. Oh how he dreamed to be at the front of things - a pack not even a band but a pack created in his image. In the Armada's image and if he had to be secondary in command to one of Sirius or even Deathbelle's children that would be even better. Their dreams were his dreams now and he didn't know if it was because of his growing adoration of both Sirius and the woman but he knew Borias fondness for them was growing.

"Sirius, Greetings." Borias dipped his head to the man as he approached. "I apologize for my lack of activity - I was tying up loose ends at home and I do suppose I should have let you know. Anyway, there's nothing to worry about anymore anyway." he didn't know how the man would take it but if he had any questions than he would answer them. Borias sat down obediently and he smiled there was a sense of calm over him with the giant around.

MADE BY MINNIE of BTN