Rising Horizons

Aresenn’s gaze cut through the flurry of descending snowflakes, riveted on the exchange between Aurelia and Kaino. The sharpness in their voices hung in the air, a palpable tension against the serene backdrop of the wintry landscape. A grim smile tugged at his lips at Kaino’s jab, her words reinforcing the stark divide between them and Aurelia, but he made no comment.

His focus shifted back to Rhazien as he spoke of patrolling the vast forest—his tone dripping with an assumption that plans had been made. Briefly, his amber gaze warmed with a hint of amusement. “Absinth's ravens are capable of covering whatever we need them to," Aresenn retorted, his tone even as he shot a pointed look at the diplomat- knowing full well what implication lay beneath the older brute’s words.

Turning to Kaino, he gave a curt nod. "I trust the hunters to manage." He made no comments regarding the wall, though his gaze briefly flickered in its direction. Bears were indeed a concern, but as Kaino stated, the massive beasts were unfortunately an omnipresent danger in these parts.

He paused for a moment, letting the silence hang for a beat too long before words rolled smoothly from his tongue. "What about inter-pack relations?" Aresenn questioned, looking at Rhazien this time. “This puts us much closer to the Armada …” He trailed off, wondering how Rhazien’s meeting with Basilisk had gone.

"Aresenn Praetor"