Hoshor Plains Now someone is gonna tell me what the hell is goin' on here!

Of course it would be Speedy, the agile racer. ”What do you mean I wouldn’t come back? Now who do you think I am?” He rolled his eyes playfully, and gleeful smirk on his lips. Curling around her his smile softened, and he relaxed with a small sigh.

The Constable as he remembered her was once again the second to greet him at the border for what he new would be the last time. ”Constable Ira, I have returned. If you’ll have me.” He stood tall, and tip his head slightly to the larger woman. Asking her permission to once again be part of her pack.