Hear my roar

As the day of his retirement quickly approached, the Warlord would finally allow the wolves of the Armada to know beyond a doubt that it was happening. He wished to give them a chance to speak to him, and take any resources they wished from Sirius before they found themselves with another leader. As well as wanting to give his children whatever tools they needed to thrive, he wished also for all wolves of the Armada to find the paths they would be happiest in.

So he called out his news, and settled in beside the familiar form of the Obelisk as he waited to see if any of his wolves wished to speak to him. Soon, he would pass this pack on to Basilisk and make his way down to the Hallows so his grandson could begin his reign without Seer’s interference.