The grand tour

*Mortis*

Mortis shook his head, hoping none of the homesickness he felt showed in his expression. “No. The Armada was formed in the Plains, it’s a decent trip from here and lived there for years. But a lot of packs started popping up around it, and the Warlord decided the Armada needed more space to grow. I guess this place will feel like home eventually.” but here, there was no Zee. His memories of the Plains would always contain her. As they entered the caves, he grinned at her. Seeing the surprise on her face. “I know. It's great, right?” He said, breathing in the warmth of it. There was always a bit of a bite to the air in the North. All the cold that came off the mountains. Here, the air was pleasant. Tropical.

“There are three different bathing rooms. One is more of a paddle pool, safe for pups. The second gets a little warmer, and the last is pretty hot” He cautioned her. Pausing to see if she would request to see any of it for herself, but when she didn’t, he continued. “In the room closest to the entry we keep all of our stores. If you need any extra coats, help yourself.” He said, before leading the way back out into the cold. “Our blacksmith lives just next door to here” He said, pointing the way with his nose, "and, then theres the pathway to the First Light Point, then the exit into the woods. Did you want to head up to the point, or shall I take you around the cave warrens?” He offered. Selected

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The grand tour

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Mortis