Ankyra Sound You're sailing from another world

this seems like a good place to fade. you can either archive as is or reply once more and archive. c:

A sage was given when Bain made his promise, a silent, affirmative good. Saltwinter didn't ask much but what they did ask was no less what any pack expected of it's members. Bain, the coywolf introduced himself as. “Kjalarr,” The Viking repeated from when he'd first approached, but he let the fact that the male forgot slide. After all, there had been a rough moment filled with tension shortly after it. A soft laugh left the Viking, though the topic of disrespecting Caiaphas or doing something to upset the coy Queen was hardly an amusing matter. It was only funny because he would take the punishment if the aforementioned should happen whether he agreed to it or not. “I know you will.” Kjalarr's lips curled up in a silent sneer as he begun the tour, being sure to point out important and interesting points above ground to Bain before he led him down into The Grotto where the Saltwinter wolves spent most of their time.