my boy was just like me

Indigo carefully made his way towards the Armada, it was his first destination after officially calling together his band. After everything he wanted to see the pride in his father’s eyes. He had never been chosen to lead but here he was gathering up wolves that he felt connected to. They were going to collect herbs from all over the continent and they were going to make a trading route. They were going to pack their goats and see the world together. This timeline was not the one he ever expected to experience but Indigo never felt so at home in his own skin than the last few weeks out here with his band in tow. He was in his element, and he loved it.

None of them would truly forget their pasts though, some were more horrific than others but that was what brought them all together. They knew misery and sorrow and they didn’t want the others ot feel the emotion any more. It was heartwarming, at least for the maned man. He’d eventually get to see Aslatiel and really meet his niece and nephew. He’d been waiting to return (besides the festival) after they were officially broken off from the Hallows as the Nomad band.

Indigo made his way to the border of the Armada, his head high as he called for his father as the leader of a band. This was now official business.


"Indigo Fatalis"