Where do I go from here?

No matter how busy life got or how much his attention was needed as an alpha, Artorias would always have time for his children. From the moment they were born, he had doted on them with his life and vowed to be better than the brute that had sired him. He would be there for them. That was why when Ciaran called for him, Artorias showed up swiftly. The Lord of Cinder strode into the courtyard from outside the castle walls. He had been cleaning up the outdoor training arenas from his lessons with Ember and Aylin and hadn't been far at all. Still carrying Embershard across his back, the sire wolf approached his son, a proud smile on his face. His eldest litter was fully grown, and seeing Kea standing there, a full adult wolf, sword on his back, he couldn't help the swell of pride he felt in his heart.

"Vanguard Kea," Art greeted his eldest son, coming to bump his head affectionately against his child's. "You wished to see me?" Ciaran must have had something on his mind. The only question that remained was what.

"Artorias Carpathius"