Chess, Not Checkers

The Warlord appeared then, he had moved quickly across the territory, and the boy's conversation had not been going on for long. He caught the tail end of it, hearing Resin’s name mentioned, and Art’s response to it. He stood to the silent, silent, and respectful as he too felt the impact of that name.

A moment later, and he shook it off. “Art, it’s good to see you. You're early, but that just means you’ll get a head start on your training.” He said, moving closer to the blue wolf. He noted the blade and the travel supplies the other had carried with him. “How about I show you to the barracks and you can get settled in. I believe we’ll be getting rain later in the day, so i’ll make sure your set up in supplies before then.’

"Sirius Fatalis"