Blind Faith

Pharos found his paws moving without much interference. The wind ran all around him ruffling his fur and throwing dust at his skin. Growling he moved on ready to lash out at anything before him. "Gods let those who deserve punishment show up soon."He thought not in the mood to open his mouth and the midst of the dust. The dust passed quickly and soon after it did a voice reached out to him. Looking around he was glad he got thought the dust cloud unharmed, it wasn't violent after all just an annoyance. And it seemed the Gods showed more favor to him as the owner of the voice showed up. It was none other than ?owyn his Queen, or Queen to be. He wasn't much in the mood to smile but he did not to her.

"Hello my Queen, it is good to see you again but I had hoped for someone to rip into, someone who had made the Gods angry enough to curse us with this summer." He growled a moment his lip quivering over his fangs. Turning from ?owyn he paced back in forth in front of her. "I must not have been doing my job for this to happen, so many deserve to be punished but I am only one wolf. I must work harder than ever a show of blood may make the Gods happy enough to ease this weather. The God of the South is aggressive after all."Pharos's mind seemed to be in two places at once, he was focusing on ?owyn and wanted to act present around her but his anger took over. At least he knew she was a virtuous wolf, one not to be harmed.