Go Get Good

He would need to get Tamsyn back to the Hallows soon. He had already spoken to Naiche, and knew his general was on the case in ensuring the welfare of the kids. It was good that Asla had sought him out, he needed to speak to her as well. She was, undoubtedly, The maturest, oldest of his children in the pack. With Mortis and Indigo in the Hallows, and Azure…
Well, there was Asla. she had been learning leadership in her role as Reaper, and already had a firm grasp on the patrols, supplies, and members of the pack.

He had asked her only a week ago to keep an eye on things in Armada while he headed down to the Hallows to help out the pack with Resin. With… what had happened, Armada needed home more. He would still be tracking down to the Hollows on the regular, but his home base was the Armada once more.

With that in mind, he headed down to the Plains and found his daughter on a cool stone stab, and sat down beside her. Small warrior, and giant Warlord. He looked out over the ocean, where her eyes lingered.


"Earth" & "Stars"