Dawnlark Plains This isn't the last chapter of our story

It was with a heavy heart that Grayday answered the call with one of his own. Be right there. He knew deep in his bones what Kieran wanted to talk about, and it was a topic that the male was decidedly against broaching. But Kieran was much beloved by the older man, and Grayday knew he had a duty to hear out the young male and send him away with the proper blessings. It was the way of wolves to leave their elders, and Kieran could not be denied the rights that had been enjoyed by his forebearers.

He arrived with a low chuff and a wag of his tail, but spoke not a word to the boy - man standing before him. If Kieran wanted to have this conversation, he could damn well start it himself.