we are not our failures, we are love

He blinked at the younger wolf, and then grinned. It was Spring, wasn’t it? Feeling far too domesticated, he glanced back at the den behind him. “Keeping a den clean with yearlings under paw is a difficult endeavour” He explained in amusement. He wasn’t terribly surprised that Hazel was bringing up promotion again. She had done a good showing last time, but not quite enough for the large leapfrog over ranks that she had desired.

Now, she wanted General and was asking what she could do to prove her worth. He considered it for a moment. “It’s not news that's out there yet, but I want to pay the pirates back for their raid. In preparation for that, find which wolves need the most work, and the most gear. Make a list of who needs what, and do some training with those in need. That will earn you your spot in General, because it's exactly what I expect of my General.” He decided.


"Sirius Fatalis"