Small comforts

He glanced at Zee with a raised brow at that - oh, and would Zee be hiding in her den to recover? While he agreed that some rest and quiet was needed, he was also sure that in their shoes, he would need to be doing. he didn’t argue it however, but settled into his meal as it was delivered. Iris tried to stay quietly to the side while they ate - and he hid a grin while Zee continued to engage her in conversation. Zee was taking an interest in her wellbeing. That was good. Maybe this was something that she needed. To remember that these were her wolves too, and to do her part to ensure they were well.

He smiled as he ate his next bite, chewing before he spoke. “She’s been making some steady progress in her fight training too.” He added. A rather important skill for any Armada wolf. He resisted the impulse to place a paw over Zees. he still didn’t… didn’t know where they stood together. But he did give her a glance, a promise. Yes, he was seeing to it that Iris was looked after.


"Sirius Fatalis"