Lord Of the Keep

Mercury chuckled at the image of the grown Alpha as a child, chasing his siblings around with a stick. “That's the best way to learn - as you go, and let it evolve” He agreed, shaking off the amusement, though the smile still lingered. As Merc spoke of heading baack, the Hallows Alpha moved smoothly into the formalities of goodbye. Polite and courteous, aas he had been from the start.

“I appreciate the offer, and I might just take you up on it. If you find yourself in the North, feel free to look up the Mangerie, if it’s been created by then. I’ll happily introduce you to me Alpha” He suggested, confident in Wren’s ability to build the pack.

“Thank you again, Artorias.” He bowed his head to the blue wolf, and offered him one last smile, before turning from the other wolf's land. He thought that meeting had gone very well indeed.

- Exit -

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