"I will not play with sharp objects"

Mercury had an inkling of what this meeting was about, but no one would hear of it from him before Artorias was ready. He felt a little guilty that he had not been in range when the incident had gone down. He was only one wolf, but if he could split himself into six he would, in a heartbeat.

He arrived at the great hall, and his eyes roamed the wolves for a moment. Fluttering over Audra as seeing her brought forth a memory of another place, and another time. He shook the memory away so the past can lie where it should, and let his eyes settle on Art and Dusk. He gave the young girl a smile and a supportive nod of the head. She had proved herself to be resourceful and clever in training, and he had no doubt she would do marvellous with this.


"Mercury Ermís"