Hope you don't mind if I drop in

The Warlord's brows crept up in surprise. Tamysn was one of his life's regrets. He knew he had hurt her, and ruined a friendship he greatly valued. Especially in his older years, he had come to understand what a treasure that was to have. That she would send one of her sons to him came as some surprise. No, he would certainly not be turning this wolf down. He was an unexpected gift, a way to put some effort into mending that bridge.

“You are most welcome in Armada, Malik, son of Tamsyn.” He said, sincerity in his voice as he took a step back, inviting the other wolf onto his lands. The temporary trespass was entirely and utterly forgiven now. “I’d be more than happy to teach you some of what I know. How long do you plan to remain in the Armada?” he asked, his voice making it clear that it was an open invitation.


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