Make Way For Young Blood

"Dont bother, I've had worse." He said to the boy Asla spoke to as he stood, righting and gathering himself. Today would certainly be a good day for Asla and it wasn't long before her well earned congratulations were given. Magnus cast Sirius a look to acknowledge the order to not go far and turned to head towards his den, assuming the man would be along shortly to scold him once he'd spent time with their daughter and new reaper. He couldn't blame him, that was a poor excuse of s fight. But how could he fight for something he didn't want? His priorities were changing before even his own eyes. He couldn't give his all the the Armada anymore, especially not with Deathbelle carrying their children off in another pack. He could only hope Sirius could try to understand.

/exit mags