No more apologies

Her silence surprised him. It felt like she always had something to say. Something to push him from his comfort zone, or speak of things he would rather not. But the woman was quiet, bundled in her furs as she followed after him. He kept the silence as well, leading them from the Col, and out through the market paths. He didn’t travel outside of the Armada as much as he used to. Perhaps he was getting too old to continue the efforts he had once put into recruiting - or perhaps he simply felt that the Armada prospered with the numbers it had. A record number of wolves resided within his borders.

He led them to the border that met with the Battlefield, and turned back to Isa. breaking the silence at last. “Where do you wish to go? We can head West, into desert territories, South, to hunting territories, or East to more woodland.” He said, leaving the choice to her.

"Speech"