Slow crawl of day

The Warlord snapped his head to his injured guest as she spoke. Ah, sleeping beauty was awake at last. His eyes narrowed as she spoke. The first words out of her mouth seemed to him to be a challenge. “Right. I bet you could, ass kicker” He agreed, the tone of his voice making it clear he strongly disagreed - even if she wasn’t half dead in the heart of his pack.

“Yes.” He agreed, getting to his paws, and padding over to her. “You are. I expended a lot of resource and time getting you off that mountain, and your recovery is going to be a slow one. One that will take up even more of my healers supplies and time. But, not to worry. I know how you can pay off your debt.” he gave her a smile with little warmth. “I'm Sirius Fatalis. It’s good to meet you, Isa Almiraj, and welcome to the Armada. You’re going to be spending a lot of time here.”


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