I'm here to make the understatements

Sirius laughed softly, through there was sadness in it too. “Warlord style stress relief, atta girl.” He teased, trying to lighten the mood just a little with his words. She’d been there for him. She had dragged him out of the pit, ignoring the wounds he inflicted on her in the process. She refused to let go, no matter how much it hurt. He walked a line, returning the favour without crossing the rules she had set for him.

Tamsyn was his General, his Best friend, and she was hurting. She was hurting exactly like he had been hurting. He wasn’t the wolf she was by half, but he would do his best. “Of course I’ll be there.”


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