Not long now

The Warlord nodded his head slowly, he’d had many doubts over the years. Losing wolves had been the hardest thing he’d faced. From death, to abandonment, to simply moving on. She was on the very beginning of her journey, and he had no doubt she would have much to face, and even more to learn. He intended to give her what support he could, but the best learning she could have was doing it for herself - and she was just about ready to take that plunge.

“I look forward to seeing what Menagerie becomes. If you do have doubts you can’t share with your wolves, you're always welcome to find me” He promised her. He knew it was best to let her find her own paws under her, but he would still give her support.



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