Good bye for now

It was sad news to the Warlord, to hear that Resin and co were packing up and moving a vast distance away. He had enjoyed being surrounded by those he considered family. With Venom on one side, daughter in all but name, and Resin so close to his Northern border, grandmother by adoption and previous Lieutenant under him. It ensued they were nearby, close enough for him to know if they were in trouble, and lend a hand where he could.

Now she was bringing Tamsyn, her pack, and their little ones to the Southern lands. So far from home. He could not begrudge her the decision, she always stuck him a wolf that liked to be alone. The lands nearby her had become rather crowded these days. He understood, but it saddened him all the same.

In the early morning hours, the man trotted to the borders she would soon be vacating, and howled near the scent markers. The least he could do was offer his aid for a time.