Bad times, new beginnings

She had said little about where she had decided to go, but he would keep his word wherever she wished to be. As they went on their way it would become apparent where she was heading, where they had lived before Seraphim's demise. A feeling of regret and longing would fill him, every day he would feel the tug of his heart as he remembered the man who sired him. How he had guided him through his mother's downfall, and how much love the man had held for Ares. Though he hadn't recognized it at the time, he still wished he had spent more time with his father.?

He would brush the thoughts aside, and do his best to concentrate on the future he was going to greet. He would lean into Devya's side as she came to a halt just before the newly formed border. It seemed a pack had taken up residence in their old home, Ares would only hope they would be allowed back. She would kiss his cheek before asking if he was ready, even allowing him the howl of beckoning. It was all so similar to joining Taurig's pack, he hoped it would not end the same. He would return her affection, though instead of a light kiss he would nuzzle her exuberantly ending with a passionate caress of his tongue. "What ever pleases you my pristine beauty." he would let his haunches fall as he tilted his head back, a long summoning howl would be released from his inky lips.?