The Warlord gave her paw another pat, wishing he could do more to ease her heart. Heartbreak was no easy thing to deal with. But Gossy was strong, and he had no doubt she would find her paws again and rise up. He thought her joining Vanta’s band would be a good thing. Her ambition seemed to have stopped at being a lieutenant, and perhaps with her sister she would strive a little higher.
“I know Vanta would appreciate the support.” He said, wanting to say more, but leaving it there. Gossy didn’t need coddling, and she would know she was always welcome wherever he would be. Even if that wasn’t as the Armada Warlord when she came back.
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