Into the familiar

Time and space would only get the Warlord so far, before the desperate need to do something over took him. He and the children had let the first wave of shock pass in the safety net of the Armada. But they couldn't impose on Briar and Artorias forever. It was time they went home. The Warlord went first, to clear the way and to settle things with Azure.

He howled for his son as he arrived at the border. crossing over into the woods. If his eyes were a little red after the long, solo journey, his companions made no mention of it.

He settled in to wait by a large oak, taking in the familiar scents of the Armada and considered a few things. He was not certain he wished to love back into their den. The last time he had been there Zee had been alive.