I hear you've been sad

After talking to Satira, and hearing the worrying news of Asla’s unhappiness, he couldn't let the thought drop. He had played with her until she was exhausted, and left her safe and sleeping, before trotting off in search of his oldest daughter.

Raising his head, the Warlord let out a soft howl, calling Asla to him, even as he finished moving towards the pack's bonfire. He settled down on his hunches next to the warm flames, and waited for Asla to appear. Thinking as he did of all she had done for him, and how he wanted nothing more than to be there for her.


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