here when its hard

As Resins’s bouts became more aggressive and more often, he was called back to the Hallows. He dropped everything and came with all speed. He found Tamsyn first, but it wasn’t long before he was looking for Artorias. He bit back a sigh when he realised where his paws were leading him. Him and Art seemed to have a rocky relationship. He loved the boy. Privately, he had already started to call him ‘son’ Art was…. His godchild, and one of his kin. No matter what.

But both of them were bullhead, and under a tremendous amount of stress. It led to more than a few grumps between them. In the end, the love won out, and he allowed himself to continue forward. Heading to the dojo, where Arts scent seemed strongest.

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