A voice in a memory

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"Speech!"
He'd been packing for a good portion of the morning, trying to decide what he wanted to take with him. Once his companions had talked him into taking everything he had, which admittedly wasn't much, with them a soft voice caught the aging mans attention. He turned, smiling weakly at the grown man whom he would always struggle to call anything but a kid, regardless of his size or age.

"Of course, Mortis." He almost started to apologize for forgetting everything, but he knew it was out of his control and there was little use in it. He could only wish that he'd gotten his memories back sooner, for everyones sake, but now was better than never. The dog and hyena grabbed a pack and slung it over their backs before signalling that they were ready to leave whenever. With everything he owned split between the backs of two smaller canines, Magnus sighed in a bit of relief as his gaze found it's way back to Mortis after scanning his den one last time.

"They will be making a trip to Ashen to send a message and meet us near the river." He offered a gentle smile to Mortis as the other canines walked past them and left.