with every breath I'm breathing in

The Warlord was getting old, and his pack was growing in numbers every day he knew leading alone was becoming difficult. He had trained Azure for this position, and increased his son's responsibilities and watched him grow. Now, Azure was gone. Vanished without a trace, and he did not know if he would ever see his son again. Azures disappearance, Zees death. He could feel his life coming undone. But he had to move forward. One step at a time. 


He was curious to see who would apply for the position. He expected to see Basilisk, and was surprised when he saw Hazel instead. Perhaps not entirely surprised. His brave General was ambitious. He offered her a small smile. "Plead your case, Hazel. And know that while the decision will be made quickly, it will not be made today."