It's been SEVEN YEARS!

A howl rang out across the Hallows that hadn't been heard in a long, long time. The voice, familiar to the halls and corridors, caught Artorias' ear and captured his immediate attention with shock and surprise. With all the death and despair that had hit the Hallows as of late, this one bit of good news felt like a ray of sunshine on the dreary atmosphere. A smile slowly spread across Art's face as he abandoned his patrol and sprinted across the plains in the direction of the call, eager to see his dear friend once more. There, on the southern border near the God's Garden, he saw the dappled form of brown and white of Ezra Adravendi.

Without a single hesitation, Artorias ran right up to Ezra and almost bowled the other brute over as he threw his arms around his friend and pulled him into a tight hug. Artorias was an outwardly affectionate wolf with all those important and dear to him, and he had no problem showing his friend how much he had missed him. Laughing with overwhelming joy, Art only pulled back so he could get a better look at Ezra. Both wolves had fully grown up now, matured into who they were meant to be. No longer did Ezra look like the angsty young man wandering through life. He had a spark about him, an assuredness of someone who had discovered who they were. "How long has it been?" he asked aloud amidst ecstatic chuckles, clapping his paws on Ezra's shoulders whilst grinning from ear to ear. "Welcome home, my friend." There was so much to catch up on! But first, Art had a question as he looked around behind Ezra. "Where is Syanna?"

"Artorias" | "Carpathian"