With time comes change

With preparations for new puppies coming, tending to a pregnant mate, and the adjusting to the growing independence of his growing children, Artorias had his paws full once more. Fortunately this winter was shaping up to be another mild one in Auster, with only the sea swells growing to a point of concern, so there was no worry of food shortages for the pack—one less thing for Artorias to thankfully not have to fret himself over. The Aegis was presently helping redecorate his children’s rooms with them when the call for him came out from a voice he didn’t recognize. It carried with it the authority of an alpha seeking an audience though, so Artorias’ interest was instantly intrigued. Stepping away from the remodeling job for a brief stint, the azure and ebony dire brute made his way out of Hearthstone and across the plains to the northern border to greet their unexpected guest.

When he arrived and spotted the violet-coated female waiting for him, Artorias was momentarily stricken by confusion, wondering if he had somehow misheard the call since it looked like Manea waiting for him. But as he drew closer, his keen eyesight began to discern notable differences like the white facial marking, and that was when the Aegis realized he also knew this wolf. This was Manea’s daughter—her name escaped his memory—that he had met only once before during his wedding reception. Artorias approached the young lady, now much more grown and matured than he had last seen her, and greeted her with a welcoming smile and dip of his head. "Good day, Miss! I remember you from the wedding reception. You’re the princess of Elysium, Manea's daughter, right?" He was intimately familiar with Manea, though he had not met most of her family still, usually dealing with the alphess and her husband directly. "Welcome back to the Hallows. What can we do for our friends in the north?"

"Artorias" | "Carpathian" | "Corbin" | "Eira" | "Argent"