they should call me icarus, flying this close to the sun

“Good plan” The Warlord agreed with an approving nod. “The Hollows are another ally of ours - while not as close as Ashen, its Heir is my Godson, so plenty of friendship to go around” he explained. It hadn’t been his intention to put any thought into allies or enemies when his pack had first started, but over time the Armada had earned themselves both.

With their attention turned to the deep cellar, the Warlord let the door slam shut again. “We are still a little low on meat - an unfortunate leak damaged much of our supplies. Whatever you can catch is fine, we often dry and preserve them to extend their life” He explained, leading Dream now away from the pack’s heart.

“This will lead us to the beach - The territory isn’t as prime for dens or prey, so we instead use it as our training grounds” He explained, his path leading them towards the barracks.


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