Never Let It Go

Balthier laid down in front of Azzurra, his eyes quickly wandered around them which may have been silly since they were in the pack and no one would harm her here. Though he had to be honest and think about how much he didn't truly know or trust the rest of the wolves in the pack other than Poem and her family. He placed his paws over her legs, smiling as as she asked him of the tournament, "I didn't do too well, but I'm okay with that. It was my first time anyway." His first time fighting something besides the saber cat not all that long ago.

He looked behind her at the river that followed the land behind their den, not wanting Azzurra to feel like she should be cooped up inside the den for the rest of her life. He still had that fear that being out here would hurt her more, but maybe it was time for her to get out. They were coming up to a year old after all. "Did you want to go to the stream? I can help you over there." The weather wasn't necessarily right for her to get in the water, but he supposed she would be okay dipping her paws in.

"Balthier"