Bringing company

The Warlord had only a dim memory of his last visit to the Hallows, but the Warlord knew he had made an embarrassment of himself. He had let regret and pain boil inside of him until it had broken free. He knew he had some amends to make, so had gone to Halo to see if she could space anything she had made as a gift - and upon hearing he was going to the Hallows, had requests to come with. Basilisk had voiced his opinion moments later, leaving the Warlord with a small entourage as he made his way to the Hallows.

Basilisk filled most of the silence with excited ramblings as they journeyed further than the pup had ever gone before. When the Warlord saw the pup lagging, he had them stop, and provided lunch for the two of them. Resting under the shadows of tall trees, the three wolves shared a meal, and when Basilisk ate his bodyweight in food, the Warlord teasingly poked him and called him a blackhole, only for Halo to manifest some snacks that vanished down the pups gullet with equal speed.

After their food had settled, they finished their journey, arriving at the Hallows border and the Warlord announced themselves with a howl of greeting at the starlit plains.

"Sirius"