And In Conclusion
Wicked!
01-08-2022, 05:05 PM
Halo listened carefully as the man explained what had happened... it made sense. The Warlord wouldn't take kindly to something like having his borders pissed on, and the likelihood that the drunken man had done it somewhat intentionally didn't escape Halo. Politics were hard enough without the fires being stoked by drunken revelry. Sirius had taken it upon himself to send a message, despite Álarr giving their borders space. In Halo's mind, that made sense too. Maybe not the most fair way of doing things, but one that made sense none the less. Her expression remained thoughtful and neutral as he spoke. Not a pack of saints, she allowed a small smile to creep across her face at the admission. Halo was sure the same could be said for most of the packs in their world. A drunken party in the woods... while not her typical idea of a good time, it sounded like it really could be fun. As a means of retaliation, at least from where she stood, it wasn't the worst thing someone could do. Right, the long winter. It seemed that the feud was still fairly fresh, and yet, lightyears prior. The impacts and implications of the cursed night weren't likely to fade any time soon. "I hope so too... and you, as well." Her words were polite, and there were still a dozen thoughts in her head about his words. Before Halo could stop herself, she spoke. "Álarr, do you think it's okay if we're friends?" Her words came softly as he turned. It was a child's question, really. One that came in earnest. "You're smart about the healing things and just... it would be nice to have a friend like that." Halo was awkward, not the most socially comfortable. Still, it was the only way she really knew how to ask. While she didn't want to step on any toes higher up in either pack, it was important to recognize that more knowledge would benefit both factions in the long run. The pale healer was shy once more, cautious as ever. |