An offer

The night terrors were gone. Zee has returned to him, and dreams that plagued his night time had been laid to rest. He awoke in his den before the first rays of morning and smiled down at the familiar figure in his arms. Her elegant neck was curved backwards, draped across his paw. Her antlers tickled at the base of his throat. Beautiful. Dangerous. He risked skewering his throat for a kiss and leaned forward. Feeling nothing when he pushed past where they should have touched him. He wanted only a kiss, but when he reached her, she was gone.

He blinked for a moment, fear clawing its way down his spine when she spoke. She had simply moved to the doorway. He let out a relieved sigh and smiled at her. "Sirius, baby, you need an apprentice. I was thinking Art, he's already your godchild and it's time he learned our ways. Briar is smitten with him, it would make her happy. It would make me happy. Won't you do this for me?"

And that was why his morning had been spent taking the path to the Hallows, why he stood and its borders and howled not for it'd Alpha, but for Art.