For a stroll

Sirius glances down at her and Keahi grins with enthusiastic anticipation back up at him. With a few words, the pair are off, the tropical woman in her polar armor, trotting happily next to the Warlord. They move swiftly, covering the distance easily and, whil Sirius’s longer stride means Keahi has to stretch her legs a little further and take more steps to keep up with him, she is happy to be out exploring with him.

Once they are firmly set in their path, the red wolf asks, “Sirius, I have been meaning to ask you something. Would you mind telling me the history of the Armada?” Ocean blue eyes flick up to the Warlord, as the walk. It was a question Keahi had been meaning to ask for some time but there never seemed to the right moment. She is interested to find out how the pack was founded and how long it has been around.


"Keahi Mogotsi"