I Hold with Those Who Favor Fire

Giving up his quest to see Zee wasn’t an easy one. He understood why he had to, but a selfish part of his heart would always feel hellbent on finding her again. His pack, his kids - All of them, including Art - his friends. These had to hold an importance in his heart. Tamsyn was right to keep him here, to make him stay for their sake.

Art echoed his thoughts, and he gave a wry grin to the boy. “I’ll make sure I stab them back next time” he agreed, making a playful jab at Art’s ribs. Grimacing as moving that far pulled more stitches then he could count. Damn wounds. Maybe they would serve as a reminder to the Warlord for a while yet.

“That would be good, thank you. Just make sure your Raven finds Naiche, too. He’s easy to spot, he’s the brightest yellow wolf in the pack - and let him know Briar will be heading to the Armada” no point giving his General a heart attack when he found one of his charges missing. He leaned back against the bedding. “I’ll be dividing my time between Hallows and Armada, we will have meditation and practices each time i’m here” he promised Art.

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