Shadewood Perdoname Mi Amor

It was clear Higoro wanted to strike, but Cry was teaching him temperance. Patience. And discipline that he clearly lacked, but could evidently enhance. If he was to enlist him in his pack, his growing guard of the Keep, there would be no revolts, nor disrespect to him. And Higoro was going to get these lessons, piece by piece. 

There was going to be progress, hard work, but it only took a sledgehammer to decimate a mountain. With a final look, he then turned to escort Minori back within the Keep so she might not strain herself further. He wondered where @Issun was, and what he had contributed to this pack so far besides more mouths to feed. 

He also wondered where @Takara was, and why the bard had been so scant as of late. He would have to seek them out if they did not cross him, first.