Making an entrance

Mercury listened to her description, and tried to imagine the scene. “It sounds beautiful. Perhaps you’d like company to revisit it sometime?” He offered. He would get back into exploring soon, but for now he was content to get to know the wolves of the Hallows better and find his place here. He would need to chat with Artorias about what the pack needed from the more distant lands, so he could run errands while he explored.

”Perhaps I’ll get a chance to meet her then” He said as she mentioned the mother Tamsyn hanging around the pack. He’d heard by now about the expected litter from the leaders. Likely a great affair within the pack. He was hoping to get the chance to mentor one of the children, if Artorias gave him the honour.

“Yes” he agreed with a fond smile. He wouldn’t let his grief let all memories of his home slip away. “I’ll tell you about them sometime” he offered, looking out across the Hallows Plains for a moment. It seemed grief could always be universally understood.


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