Always another side

At her hoarse voice, the Warlord tensed. His heart thundering inside his chest as he prepared himself for bad news. The worst news. She slowly started to introduce himself, and the urge to shake her and yell at her to spit it out was almost unbearable… I guess I’m looking for information.. Wait. what?

He blinked, shocked at the sudden turn of events. This wasn’t even about Dread? He let his heart slow, knowing the rising blood pressure wasn’t exactly good for a wolf of his advanced age. “I see” he said after a moment. “Knowledge serves a wolf well, don’t be ashamed to look for it. Tell you what, Flurry” He said, pulling her name from his thoughts - he’d almost missed it in his frantic moment earlier - “Why don’t we do a trade? Tell me what you know of Dread - is he eating, have you seen him smile? Is he well to the best of your knowledge? In turn, I will tell you the history of our packs.”

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