One's act, one's profit

He hadn’t seen a great deal of the orange-black marked wolf he had temporarily taken custody of in his pack lands. But, it seemed he had been very busy in Ashen lands. Before he knew it, he was being informed that the man had become Venom’s second. They were not mated, as he understood it, but she shared some of the powers of leadership with him.

Hearing his call now in the pack lands - the Warlord wanted to see for himself if he was worthy of the honours being bestowed upon him. If he was worthy of Venom’s favoritism. If his daughter in all but name had picked him for such a role, she must have seen something worthy in him. Turning on his heel, he headed in the direction of the cry. “Hattori, what can I do for you?”