The past guides us

His expression was both hopeful and sad. He knew what he wanted, but he wished he wasn't taking it over the disappearance of a wolf that mattered to his Aegis. "I'm sorry about Tika. I will keep an ear out for any news of your sister." He promised Art, and he meant it. If she came back and challenged for the rank, he would accept her challenge gladly. "I called her friend, and I hope she's okay." But the position was there, and no one else had stepped up to claim it. Art offered it to him, and he wanted to make his friend proud. "But I accept the position, and gladly. I want to do the best I can by you and yours, Art. You are the Hollows, and it's you I wish to follow." His loyalty to the blue wolf was absolute. 


He dipped his head respectfully to the Aegis. His mind was already churning. Art had spoken of him training the rest of the pack, and he intended to do exactly that. He would need to find ways to encourage them.