There is no one moment

That was a truth he hadn't considered. The alpha position had taken away much personal enjoyment. It was hard, carving out a moment of time. It was reckless, too. Plunging into the colder northern territories in the dead of night. He would ensure his bird was aware to head straight to Wylan or Spider should anything go awry. 


He chuckled at Ignitas enthusiasm, and dutifully took the bag when it was offered. He hasn't seen Ignita do much sketching for pleasure's sake lately, either. The weight of children and a pack? Perhaps. This outing would be good for them both.


He let her through the cave system to the Gorge, and then out into the rogue lands. He tossed her a sly grin as he angled them a little north-west out of the Armada. It was chilly immediately once they were out of the sheltered Gorge, but the Warlord didn't mind. “You're a different wolf now to the one that left your desert. Would you go back and face the past as you are now, if you could?” Partly conversation, but also genuine curiosity.