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Tagging Alduin for reference!

Also, please note: the term "bitch" is not meant in a derogatory way. This is how women were described by Arashi's blood-born kind. It is a harsher version, but factional since female dogs are oft known to be called as such.
 

It was quite obvious as to where Arashi would find @Fury. Having just given birth, the new whelps of hers would require her sole attention; thus, he needn't search cluelessly.

Mid below the archway of the lodge, the hound chuffed, announcing his entrance.

Arashi. I come alone. He added, easing any discomfort of worry.

@Alduin had been on his mind lately. The two hadn't a chance to speak or train. Something they both needed. Without Fury on her feet, Arashi had no partner to strengthen his abilities. Alduin was a different story. He was no bitch nursing little blobs of fur.

Chief.. He began, figuring it sounded better than "Warchief" coming off the tongue. There is something I've yet to tell you. I plead you see it as no form of dishonesty or disobedience~ Doing such to a master in Aokigahara would have resulted in execution. It is only instinct that he plead for forgiveness, regardless of whether she takes it in such a way. Back on the island, the black one — Alduin — sought me out. Since, I have come to be a mentor of sorts. Now that we have moved further, I must receive your blessing and permission to travel and train with the boy. 

The travel would be lengthy, but it was worth it in the end. Arashi made a promise to build Alduin up from the ground and into a true fighter — one worthy of a warrior title. He was not intending to break said promise. However, if Fury denied him, this would be his first.
Fury's head rose as a low noise indicated the arrival of her first soldier, Arashi. 

When he spoke, the Warchief listened, hearing out his request to return to Blackwater to train Alduin.
It was a promise, it seemed.

Fury considered this for a few long, silent moments.

"Our adult numbers are few. I don't know if now is the greatest time for you to go. But I know the importance of promises..." She began, trailing off for a time.

With a sigh, Fury spoke again.
"If you insist upon going back to Blackwater, I will give my blessing for you to depart upon the peak of the next full moon. This will give my children time to grow a little more so I can begin patrolling again while you're away." 
She inclined her head a little as an indicator for Arashi to respond.

He knew that through the silence she longed to advise against it. Whether for their lack of numbers, or perhaps her relationship with those of their former refuge. For whatever reason it was, the opposition could be seen in clear view.

Surprisingly enough, Fury did not reject his request... however, she had made a curious comment.

I don't wish to leave too soon in time, Arashi began with a light shake of his head towards her thought. I would not abandon you at such a dire time. Once there are more to call Saints... more that can be trusted, that is..~ then I can depart knowing that you are safe and well looked after. Whether this be a length in time after you've agreed, I will wait.

A good soldier would never leave his commander without knowing they were in good hands. They are who is most important. Without a commander, there would be no soldier. It goes both ways. Arashi had been her first, and he would push on to be her last.
Fury gave an approving nod at Arashi's words. 
He was proving himself further trustworthy, and this was a comfort to her mind. 

"Then it's settled." She smiled gently and genuinely at him then, and dipped her head for him to return to his duties, unless the samurai had more words to offer.

We can fade here, unless you would like to post again.

With a curt, firm nod of affirmation, Arashi's hulking frame was led backwards by still and tired feet.

I'll leave you to rest, then. I'm a call away if you need me. He added the last bit quickly before emerging from the den.

And away he went, immediately searching for a quiet place of his own to finally find peace in slumber. The days had been long, full of work and heaving breaths. For once, the hound would take time for himself.