Go in light

The Warlord was thoroughly enjoying semi-retirement. He still had a hand in the day-to-day runnings - if he so wished to. Mostly, he was here as support and to run people off the borders if they became a nuisance. He enjoyed watching his son take the reins, and learn how to navigate as head of the pack. Azure was doing surprisingly well so far. Certainly the pack hadn’t raised pitchforks to him yet. A glowing recommendation.

He was out patrolling the woods when Marshal alerted him to the presence of wolves at the border. Curiosity piqued by the appearance of wolves who hadn’t announced themselves, he veered off course to take him to where they waited.

He found there a steel-toned wolf, and a black wolf with hints of silver. He nodded to the male and female wolves. “Beyond me lies the pack Armada. Is there what you intend to seek?”


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