The past guides us

Mercury moved through the motions of his patrols, and felt that his routine had started to become repetitive. He started to feel an itch for a change, and reflected on the thought as his paws took him through the well worn paths at the borders. He knew he didn’t want to leave the Hallows. This place had become everything he wanted in a home. He belonged here. So what sort of change did he wish to look for?

He knew after a moment that the answer wasn’t hard to find. He wanted to once again try for the chance to prove himself. To show Art what he could do for the Hallows. To move up in the ranks, and become even more vital to his beloved Aegis. With that on his mind, he waited until his patrols were finished before seeking out the Hollows leader.

He padded through the Castle in search of a scent, and a fresh trail led him towards the armoury. He opened the door, and his eyes fell on the familiar form of the wolf who had quickly become one of his closest friends. “Hello, Art, do you have a moment?”

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