and here you lead

The Warlord trundled along to the hot springs with his companions at tow. His bear happily dragging his cart behind her. He had with him some supplies and tools to offer Resin as official alpha-to-alpha gift. He cared little for alliances, but his family and friends were his world. She might not be in his pack any longer, but a part of her would always be his. An alliance with her and hers was important to him.

He arrived at the border of the hot springs, curiously sniffing the newly laid scent trail, before lifting his head to call for the familial woman. Bast leaned lightly against his side, Marshal landed upon his back, and his bear stopped a few paces back , taking a seat on her rump, and waiting with endless patience.