Heart of a Bear

The Warlord inclined his head as Grimoire accepted his offer. “Let's start with getting your things,” the Warlord said as he considered the best course from here. “Then we can get you settled in, and you can go over the pack rules and pick a den.” He explained. From there, he could assess Grimoire’s fighting abilities, and then he could pick a path within the Armada to match what he desired to learn or grow.

“But let me be the first to welcome you to the Armada” he said, and raised a paw, indicating for the other wolf to take the lead. After all, the Warlord did not know where this den he had been evicted from resided. Taking on a bear was always a tough call. After a moment of consideration, he whistled to Marshal, who lifted off his back and took off to the skies. He would fetch the Warlords other companions.


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