Heres whats to come

He could see the way it shook Azure, despite how much the young boy wished to hide it. The time he needed to collect his thoughts in a row. The Warlord knew better than to let any amusement show. “You are my son.” Sirius said simply in response to that. He had almost lost Azure, and wanted to hold him all the closer for it. The proud boy wasn’t one he could pull into a hug or spend long hours fishing with. But they could lead together, side by side.

Of course the boy's next question was about Mortis. That was the Warlords own fault, making the heirs a challenge against each other from the start. Pushing them to be their best worked well in Azure, but not so well in the winged boy. “For now, Mortis is a step below us. He recently let an old woman beat him up on our borders, and he has not been as devoted to the pack as you have been. Let him see you rise and scramble for the chance to prove himself.” He said decidedly. Zee might not soundly approve of that, but the boys had plenty of room to grow. Mortis to prove himself, and Azure to work hard to keep his rank.


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