You made this? I made this.
Tyrian
02-28-2021, 08:55 PM
Tyrian took a moment to watch the distant buffalo browse as he tried to digest all that Pestilence had said. He saw no reason to disbelieve her. This was still a sticky situation. That woman might stumble upon the child someday. She may not have wanted it but Tyrian doubted very much that she wouldn't recognize it in an instant. If that happened it would be a problem not just for the child or Pestilence, but for all of Fireside. He frowned, thinking, and then took a deep breath. "Pestilence...you can't guarantee that. There may very well come a day she find out her daughter is alive and takes issue with the pack's involvement." Tyrian nodded to himself, his position solidifying, and turned his gaze to Pestilence. "And if that day comes we will deal with the consequences together. This is your home now." He gestured to the child. "And if she is your family then she is ours as well." "" |
