It's About the Girl Next Door

Aresenn was a lot more forthcoming with information after that, perhaps put at ease with the Warlords promise. One he intended to keep - He had no desire to meddle with Andy’s relationships, either as an Alpha, or as her Nephew. In fact, doing so or having the right to do so struck him as odd.

The explanation of a band forming as a pack put some things in place. Perhaps as a band, the Warlord hadn’t been worried about Aresenn’s connections, and hadn’t bothered to fill Basilisk in. Their forming of a pack was a new thing, and likely strengthened Aresenn’s allegiance to this pack. “Absinth-- I know that name” he said with some surprise. That had been the wolf he had sparred, who had fought well… and he admittedly had flirted with a little. Though his loyalty to Hazel was absolute.

“I appreciate the information, and I truly mean it when I say I have no intention of interfering with your relationship - and I am sorry to remove the previous agreement you had in place.” But nor did he intend to let a virtual stranger walk his lands uncontested.

He raised a brow at the mention of the Pirates. He knew both his Father and his Grandfather had rather a lot to say about that group. In fact, the mere mention of it could send either of them into a spasm. But he himself had little to do with them, though he had tried to bring his dad back a trophy ear one time… all he knew of them now was that one of his Uncles had joined and Sirius had been trying to make inroads.

He grinned at the mention of hot heads and raids. “Perhaps I’ll take you up on that offer in reverse, and I’ll bring my hot heads to you.” He joked lightly. Though the Armada did not seem to have many hot heads at the moment. But there were still too many wolves in apprentice rank who needed the opportunity to learn and prove themselves.


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