The old beaten paths

As she waited for Sirius to appear it was difficult not to be pulled down a trail of memories. This wasn't the landscape that they had spent countless hours and days on and the scent that distinguished Armada's borders from the others had changed and evolved over the years, but Sirius' familiar scent stood out above all else and brought back so many memories–good and bad. Before she really had much of a chance to get lost in her thoughts, she spotted Sirius' familiar form appear from the trees. He was every bit as imposing a presence as she remembered though certainly greyed with age just as she had. A little, wistful smile pulled at her lips as he approached. Oh how things had changed since he was once her Warlord and she his General.

"Everything is fine, you silly old man," she replied with a chuckle, pulling herself back to her paws so that she could lean up to press her nose to his cheek. She knew that things between them had been uneasy at best on and off for the last several years for one reason or another, but with so much time behind them and an unknown amount of time ahead of them she couldn't bring herself to hold onto even a bit of that animosity. "I just wanted to visit my old friend... if that's okay with you," she added after she stepped back to look up at him again, giving him another smile. "For once there's no catastrophe or loss or emergency to tend to or report. It's kind of a nice change of pace."

Tamsyn Carpathius of the Valley