I don't know what to say

They walked side by side for a moment. Tracing the familiar path along the woodland border. When Grimshaw spoke, it was to enquire about his well being. He found himself grimacing. It seemed a question he could not escape. “There's no good answer to that.” He said, which was the most diplomatic of responses he could come up with. The gladiator didn’t deserve to get his head bitten off for asking a question of genuine care.

“Congratulations on making Gladiator” He said to change the conversation. Bringing it around to the other wolf instead. “You’ve come a long way” and indeed he had, from the wolf he had found on a cliff so long ago. He had shown guts, challenging Azure for the rank, and clearly had proven himself to the Warlord's son. Who did not approve of others easily.


"Speech"