winds of change

He did not miss the way she winced, but kept speaking, giving her a chance to recover. He mulled over his own words, but he did not know her well enough to know what had caused the reaction. “I’m sorry for your loss” he said when she told him how her home had been destroyed.

“We could certainly use some experience. This is the Armadas first time trying such a venture” he explained, and gave her a rueful smile. It was going to be interesting to see how the Armadas trade worked out. If they could hold the promise of neutrality.

“Then let me show you around, Wren. You’ve already proved yourself a capable hunter. Would you like to join the ranks of our Stalkers?” He said as he got to his paws and waited for her to do so as well. She invited questions, and he tested the waters. “You flinched during my explanation of those that dislike us. Were you familiar with one of the packs?”


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