Paving A Road With Good Intentions

The warm day is a pleasant and welcomed distraction for those in the Armada. With the appearance of the sun, many of the wolves that live in the Col have begun to start their spring cleaning. Dens are being aired out, furs hang from lines after the dust and fur have been shaken free, and some have even set up areas to craft outside. Andy is doing none of those things and, instead, beats a hasty path to where the Obelisk stands.

Ranger had arrived, bringing with her, a message that Briar has agreed to their visit. All that is left to do now is secure their father’s permission. Since the day is nice, the purple girl is certain that she will find her dad near the Obelisk, crafting… something. To her delight, she spies his dark form exactly where she thought he would be. Taking a deep breath, she allows a smile to appear on her lips and lightens her steps into a bounce despite the anxiety that bubbles like acid in her gut.

Drawing near, she calls out, “Hey dad! What are you making?” Stopping next to him, she leans in to peer at what he is making before turning her gaze up to catch his eyes and quirking a brow in question. Maybe she is making pleasantries because she doesn’t want him to suspect anything is wrong. Or, more likely, she does it to put her nerves at ease.


"Andromeda Fatalis"