Discontent

“Excellent, thank you Grimoire” he said as the tawny wolf agreed. Any help for Kyanite would be a good thing. His ornery blind child struggled with a lot of things in life. He tried to find the balance of both helping her, and giving her the space to learn.

“I am sure, a bird would be an asset for a hunter, and you are now a hunter of my pack” He pointed out warmly, nudging the horned wolf gently. “I’m glad to see you stepping up” He added in gently. He led Grimoire then towards the cave where the bird was waiting. He whistled and pulled the hood off the bird's head, encouraging the creature to hop to Grim’s back with a small morsel of meat. “I’ll leave the task of naming him to you”

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