On Top of the World

One of the things Artorias had hoped for in his time with the Armada was the chance to get out and explore some of Boreas now that he was older. When he'd lived here as a pup, he hadn't been allowed to explore beyond the pack borders. Now he was nearly a full adult, he had been given a lot of liberties, including the chance to see the world. During his visit, Briar had introduced him to some of her siblings, including Gossamer who was currently joining him on a trek up the Fenrir mountains just north of the Armada. Artorias hadn't really spent any time with any of Briar's siblings before, but considering he was intimately involved with the Fatalis princess now, it only seemed right to get to know her brothers and sisters better.

Artorias led the charge up the craggy mountain slopes bent for the peak. He had some experience navigating the rocky mountains from his trip through the pass with Ulric last season, so he knew how to find stable paths up for the two of them. The air was frigid the higher up they went, his thick fur coat only just enough to keep the cold at bay. "We should be getting near the peak," he said to his traveling companion as the path narrowed towards a visible plateau. "I bet the view will be great up top!"

"Artorias Carpathius"