Look for the sweet summer days

Briar waited outside of the barracks uneasily with Lia while she waited for Artorias to finish gathering his things. They had put this moment off for as long as they possibly could and it took every bit of her resolve to keep herself from begging him to stay longer and to not go demand her freedom to go join Art in The Hallow immediately from her father. Artorias needed to get back to the pack that needed him and she was still needed here to help the Armada get through the winter - no matter how much it tore her up inside to see Artorias leaving. She held herself together as he came out to join them and all the way to the border she was close at his side, her ears pinned back while she tried to hold back the floodgate of emotion.

When he turned back to face them, saying how this was it, signaling the finality of his stay with them, she couldn't keep herself from throwing her forelegs around his neck and hugging him tight. She buried her face in his neck with a whine, biting her lip as she struggled against the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes. "I wish you didn't have to go... I wish we could go with you..." she said softly, battling the waver in her voice to keep it at bay. It was a useless fight though. She had never been good at hiding her emotions, especially not around Artorias, and this was no exception. She wanted to think that maybe they could go visit The Hallows sometime over the next couple of seasons, but it was so hard to know what the future was going to hold. She reluctantly allowed her hold on his neck to loosen, stepping back so Lia could say goodbye as well if she wished.

"Briar Zeitgeist Fatalis"