Lesson One

The Warlord chuckled softly as Wren rushed towards him. She looked excited and like she had much to tell. It wasn’t long before she was sharing all. Telling him of the wolves she had found, and places she had scouted. “It sounds like you’ve been busy” The Warlord said. “I’m glad to hear you’ve found wolves to join you. If they are willing to pull their weight, they can stay in the Armada territory until you are ready” He suggested. Willing to help bring them together, but not feed the wolves she had found if they didn’t contribute to the pack.

As for the Gorge… “That’s close to the Armada, but there's still a mountain between us, giving us some space. The Armada moved to the North specifically because of the crowding of packs around us” he admitted with a soft chuckle. “Let's take a look at your gorge, and go over what I called you for” he suggested


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