Servicing

Artorias did not restrict Lia when she moved to lean back away from him to wipe her tears from her face. He smiled and relaxed his grip, not loosing her completely, but giving her the freedom to move and be comfortable as she wished. She mentioned how she was his now and he grinned a little wider, giving a soft, husky chuckle under his breath. "Yes, yes you are," he agreed, feeling the mantra inside his head. Mine. Mine. Mine. His wolf to protect. His wolf to own. His wolf to love. This could be the start of a dangerous new trend for the young man, heir to a pack whose mission it was to shelter and defend. These wolves would be his, and Lia was now a part of that collective.

When she asked about Briar, Artorias gave a nod and slowly released Lia from his embrace, slowly lying down on the furs again. "I would be happy to!" He motioned with his head for her to grab another fur and join him. With their camp set up, they could spend the rest of the time waiting for Sirius with conversation. She was very bright when she was speaking freely and not trying to pleasure him because she felt it was her duty. "The princess' name is Briar Fatalis. She's the daughter of Sirius, my godfather and the wolf with us. They both live in a pack to the south called the Armada, a pack built of warriors." He gave her a wry smile. "If you're interested in learning to fight or defend yourself, there's no better place to learn, and I'm sure they'll encourage you to hone whatever skills you're passionate about. Briar... doesn't exactly know this is happening, so it's going to be a surprise when we get back. But I'm sure she's going to love having you around! She'll probably insist on you calling her Briar as well." He paused for a moment to think, then snickered and added, "Or she might like being called 'lady'. She's sort of into the idea of nobility and royalty."

He thought for a moment about what he could possibly tell her about Briar. "Briar's biggest need right now is companionship. She has a lot of siblings, but none of them are very close. My hope is that the two of you will mesh well, then she won't be alone. I don't expect you'll have a difficult time with her; mostly pampering, massages, being there to talk to and gossip with, and whatever else she wants—within reason." He was surprised to find how easy it was to talk to Lia like this, like she was someone he could confide in. He didn't want to air too many of Briar's interpersonal issues with her family or her self-doubts—if she wanted to tell Idalia about those, she could—but he wanted Lia to know what she was heading into and what he wanted her to do. "Did you have questions or want to know specific things about Briar, or myself, or your new life?"

"Artorias" | "Corbin" | "Argent"