Now is the time, Now is the hour

Kotori had heard of the Ethyria pack falling and as numerous others had he made his way to see what challenges might happen.  Kotori approached to see the fight was already been close to finishing up and neither wolves were one he recognized.  Well, they were both at least willing to fight for what they wanted and that was something.  However, it seemed some new packs didn’t last all that long.  Kotori hadn’t owned Valta all that long but already had seen two packs rise up and fall quickly.  It took the right sort of wolf to create a pack and make it strong.

Would the winner of this battle have the skills needed to help the pack flourish and grow?  Would it be another that lasted for a few seasons and then was gone?  Time would tell.  Looking away from the fight he spotted Artorias also watching.  Seere was watching also, the child he recalled had grown with the passage of time.

Stepping up near Artorias he glanced to the blue wolf, never taking his eyes completely off the fight.  “Good to see you again Artorias.  Do you know either of them?  I was a bit surprised to hear the pack had broken up but, I also never met its leader to know if they were qualified to lead.”  Clearly, it seemed they had not been.

"Kotori Fatalis"