Talking Shop

The North is cold and unforgiving which, as the huge Warlord approaches her, seems to be true of the Armada wolves as well. Green eyes round in curiosity and a tiny bit of fear but the cold Auster girl has not come this far to run away. The man introduces himself and Hay does her best to pull herself up a little so that she can offer him a proper bow. Practiced words leave the young girl’s lips as she says, “It is pleasure to meet you Sirius, Warlord of the Armada. I am Haydée Kedieo, Leader of Ethne.”

Straightening up, another sneeze forces its way out and the girl pauses to scrub a foreleg across her dripping nose before continuing on, “Sorry! I didn’t realize how cold it be up here. My mom is Bellamy of Foi, the former Leader of Ethne. A lot has happened in Auster and, I don’t know if your son Dread told you, but my father was murdered a few seasons back.” Sadness fills her eyes as she speaks of her father but Haydée pushes on, “Mom said that the Armada might be open to trading with us in the future and I just wanted to check in and let you know about the change of leadership.”

A smile is beamed at the taller, imposing Warlord as the small wolf shivers against the cold, trying her best to be a good ambassador while feeling that she is miles away from it.


"Haydée Kedieo"