I Hold with Those Who Favor Fire

He took a moment to take a long drink of the water Art had filled for him, letting it wash the dryness and grief from his throat. Grief that washed back only a moment later as Art admitting to having never met Zee. hadn’t he? They had spent some time in the pack, and well it had been more of a chance for Resin and Tams children to meet his - surely Zee had been there? He tried to look back in his memories and find her, but doing so was so painful he had to give up after a moment. Her loss was too fresh, it hurt to think about the places she had been. The places she belonged.

“There it is, that hardest lesson. I’m sorry you’re having to learn it so early, Art.” He whispered softly. Resin, Zee, Azure. Why couldn’t they stay with him forever?

He wasn’t sure what he thought of Art calling him the greatest dad - but then he hadn’t been exposed to many fatherly figures. Tamsyn and Resin had been more than enough for the boy. If Art had called him the greatest mother he would have had no choice but to correct him. Both Tam and Resin made far better women then him. His muzzle twitched into a painful smile.

It surprised him at first to learn that Art ‘knew’ that he had a ‘father’ but after reflection, he realised that Tam and Resin wouldn’t keep that from him. He wondered if Artorias also knew then that he shared no blood relation to Resin. He shook the thought away. The majority of Seers family were made up of the wolves he had chosen, so blood had never mattered to him in the first place. Art shared no blood with him either, but he was his godson. His child. Family.

He pushed the water bowl aside and playfully jabbed Arts side, trying for a little bit of humor. “Your wrong, Resin makes a far better father than me” - on a more serious note. - “You are one of mine Art, forever and always.”
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