We are but Dust and Shadows

Eltrys led Fenix down a path through the thick trees. He had not spent a lot of time here on the plateau of the falls. He perked his ears and turned to Fenix as he heard how he had desired his own pack at one point. Marveling at the history of the man. He had lost a daughter... That would explain his solemn demeanor.

Eltrys nodded as he listened, walking softly over the ground and setting an easy and comfortable pace as they made their way through the trees.

"Life does seem to have a way of upending the best-laid plans. I am saddened to hear of your late daughter's passing. Does she have a place in the gravesite yet? We could make her one. I've placed an effigy of my own mother there alongside Haydee's father and nephew." He offered, watching the older man's expression. Fenix was the prime age for an honorable Elder rank it seemed. He had been part of the pack since its founding, steadfast in attending matters when it was important.

"Rivaxsaurus is welcome to come to me for some duties! There will be many things to do as the season changes and we could always use some young legs. If he applies himself perhaps we could find a kind of deputy rank for him or something that suits." Eltrys was gladdened to hear of an interested member.

"How does your latest progeny fare? They are nigh a year now are they not? I haven't seen Copper much and I wonder if Alexa is ready for the next stage of her training." He wondered aloud. How might the male shift as he spoke of his living children?