Tall tales

The Warlord settled himself before Meph, more than happy to allow the other man to administer whatever aid he knew. As he lay there within easy reach of the Red-marked wolf, he nodded his head. “I would like to hear about your Empire one day, if you don’t mind telling it” he admitted, having come from an Empire himself.

… so many years ago.

He bit back a wince as the other wolf pushed the wet bandage to his wound in an effort to clean it. “The majority of the Armada are Warriors, my own first litter are well trained in the arts of War. We are a community boarding on Family. I ensure that everyone within my borders has training, and is offered my protection. Right now, we have a few younglingings about, my second litter, and my Eldest daughter's first litter. another seasoned Warrior would go along way, especially if you consider yourself a teacher” he admitted


"Sirius Fatalis"