Gimme Shelter

They walk together and, as she talks about talking on more responsibility, the tall Warlord makes a sound of acknowledgment. A slippery part of the pass comes up and it has Sirius placing his paws carefully while Keahi simply allows her own to bounce from one sure spot to next. The tropical wolf has made an effort to walk this path every day and, because of that, has learned which spots are the best to walk on. The Warlord speaks of her works and the red woman bows her head in modesty, not needing recognition but appreciative that it has been noticed. Lifting her head, she looks to Sirius, a kind smile on her red lips as he says she is a great candidate for promotion.

Then comes the question about rank and Keahi hums softly for a moment as she orders her thoughts. The pair make it to highest point and Sirius casts his eyes out over the land while the tropical wolf folds her haunches and sits and allows her blue eyes to roam over the beautiful sight. After a peaceful moment, Keahi speaks up, “I would like to be a Diplomat for the Armada. I would like the opportunity to carry your messages from pack to pack and be an example of the what the Armada stands for.”

Exhaling slowly, blue eyes move to the Warlord as a gust of wind ruffles fur and coat alike and she offers him a confident smile while saying, “I can do this Sirius and I would like the opportunity to prove that I can.”


"Keahi Mogotsi"