Wraiths and Shadows

She didn’t bulk at the idea of working with pups. Good enough for him. He, oddly enough, trusted this woman around his young children. “Very well then, you can take a spare room in our den.” He said, glancing towards her to see if she would protest at being so close to the Warlord. When she didn’t, he grunted and got back to his paws, before leading the way back down the mountain. They had done a lot of walking today, and Adelina could do with some fattening up. So he stopped them by the stores room first, going inside to grab a couple things. He came out with a pack, which he tossed over his shoulders, before leading her wordlessly up another mountain pass. This one leading towards his den.

He paused on the threshold a moment, taking in the verandah that looked out over the pack lands. From here, he had an excellent view of the meeting point, and the entrance of the market. A good place to keep watch over everyone. All seemed well, so he opened the door and led the way inside. Moving towards one of the small rooms at the back. The place smelled like pups, and the lingering taste of Zee. He ignored all that, and went into the room first. He opened the pack and grabbed out a couple blankets, and then some wrapped and dried food. “Here, settle in, and eat up.” He ordered her gently.


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