It Means No Worries

It was good to hear her laughter. He felt it settle down gently on his soul, and knew how much he had needed to hear it. To see for himself that all was well in the Armada while he had been away. He leaned close to her as he followed her direction and began to walk.

“Not exactly. I was forced to remember what exactly i’m fighting for it just took someone knocking some sense into my thick skull. As you can see, it took a few hits for it to sink in.” He raised a paw again at his damage, before settling into his stride beside Asla.

He did his very best not to think about what the pack was missing, and instead turned his thoughts into practical matters. “Keeping up on the stores and things been quiet without me?”


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