Progress Report

Ulric started making his way back up from the shore, following the path that they had kept maintained to have an easy trail to and from the coast from the castle. With Artorias back he had felt much of the extra load he had been carrying be relieved, but even with that it didn't keep him from working nearly constantly. It just was who he was and he was pretty sure that he'd be this way until the day that he could physically no longer keep up with it—which might come sooner than he'd really like. Age was going to catch up to him one of these days and already he was starting to feel days where his joints ached more than others or where a long patrol took more out of him than it once had. One of these days he was going to need Eska to force him to retire and he was honestly looking forward to that day more than he probably should.

He couldn't let that happen until he was positive that Artorias could fully hold his own as the leader of the pack. He had promised that he would keep the pack safe until Artorias and his siblings were ready and he had taken it upon himself to make sure that Artorias had every bit of training he needed, but it really had gotten to the point that he didn't know what else he could teach him. He was doing well in his new role despite the set backs he had earlier in the season and Ulric had taken on more of a support role than anything. As if on cue, he looked up and spotted the blue-hued young leader that had been the subject of his thoughts and a little smirk crossed his lips. He picked up the pace slightly to catch up to his former Baron and fell into step beside him and offering him a smile. "Mind if I finish out your patrol with you?"

Ulric Adravendi