The Sentinels suuri soturi

maybe wrap this up soon and we could do a secondary thread with deirdre showing him around?

 

Lærke’s passions stemmed from something quite simplistic: life. He had found that merely living and breathing was cause to celebrate. Having visited the battle grounds of many great wars, the chocolate brute was surprisingly uplifting. He was grateful to have walked away with all of his limbs and with the breath to tell the stories of his conquers. While his nature surprised many, Lærke found that he made comrades easily and had a way of charming the locals. Though he was large and rotund, the playful glint in his pale gaze was welcoming enough. He was crafted like a bear with a belly-shaking laugh that could tame even the most vicious of hearts.
 
And he had been accepted into the forest.
 
A smile crinkled the edges of his eyes and he nodded his head in gratitude to the pale woman who had called herself Aria. The other wolves of the wood seemed to be pleased with her decision and they began to depart to tend to their own needs. The youngest one with the eyes of the greenest emeralds had stepped forward and offered to allow the bear a place to rest. He fixed his ghostly gaze on her for a moment more before he nodded his head. “Yes, beautiful child… your kindness is ihana,” he lowered the volume of his vocals just so that he could answer her.
 
Before they should depart, Lærke cast his broad muzzle toward the leader of the trees in a questioning manner; he was not certain that the small Aria would want him to depart without her formal dismissal. The January wolf did seem as though she was quite the formal beast, after all. The bear was not keen on offending her on his first day.