A particular set of skills

He hadn't thought that he would be making a trip back to the Hallows so soon after his last visit given the distance between their packs, but the work that Artorias was doing with weapons here was legendary. He had asked Avacyn first if she felt like she could create what he had in mind, but forging was not really her strong suit and instead she turned him toward The Hallows. It's what he had kind of expected once he had decided to get Darika the weapon she wanted, but he had hoped that he could keep from having to travel to Auster again. Ah well, he supposed if he was going to do this he might as well do it right. His daughter was worth it. He stopped at the border of The Hallows once more, the landscape much more familiar to him this time than his first visit. He tipped back his head to give a call to Art, hoping that he wouldn't be interrupting his fellow alpha with his surprise visit. It occurred to him that he probably should have sent a bird ahead so he could anticipate his arrival, but here he was. He found a bit of shade under a near by tree and settled onto his haunches to wait, enjoying a bit of a breeze as it blew though.

"Deimos Mendacium"