Queen of the Castle

It wasn’t long after arriving that the Warlord went looking for the new Queen of the Hallows. He made his way through the Feast Hall, and out to the courtyard. Her scent was everywhere. Evidence of her day to day life in the Hallows laid out for his senses to find. Familiar, yet different. His little girl had become an adult, a leader. He felt nostalgic just finding the evidence of it as he moved towards the gardens, seeking the newest scent of her.

Moving away from the castle entrance, he followed the scent of the sea and let it lead him to the castle walls, and the view of the ocean. A small smile tugged at his lips, as he remembered teaching Artorias the art of meditation in his spot. He opened his eyes again, looked down, and found her. Wondering in the gardens he had just departed. “Briar!” he called, lifting his paw in a wave before she could wander away once more. He trotted down off the walls, and towards her.


"Sirius"