can we make amends?

Wylan had finally recovered, and was starting to adjust to his new den Spider and their companions. It was a little quieter than what he had had, but it was a start. A nice one. He had regained the use of his wing, and it was no longer sore to move. Now that he had healed, he had to admit to himself that there was one wolf he had not treated fairly.

He went looking for Ignita, sending his companions out to help him look through the vast pack the Armada had become. At least with Ignita, there were places she could often be found, which narrowed down the search considerably.

"Wylan Fatalis"