Reel It In

He considered Acantha for a moment as she turned her attention politely to him. Asla took a back seat to the introduction, letting the two of them get a feel for each other. She gave her name, and a little of what Asla had told her about the Armada. His daughter - as she often was - right. A simple warrior that wanted to defend their pack meant no ties elsewhere. Her loyalty would be to the pack, and the skills of a warrior were always needed.

“Asla is right, the Armada does sound right for a wolf looking for those things. My daughter will show you where you can bed down for the night. Settle in, and adjusted to the terrain. I’ll test your fighting on the morrow.” He had always been to the point, but more so when a wolf was already given approval - once by Zee, and now by Asla. His daughter was doing a lot to full the queens shoes, and the thought made his sorrowful.



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