Noctisardor Bypass curled up, nose to toes

She seemed perturbed by his lack of response, but Kaertok was used to that reaction. He had never been a particularly wordy wolf. Pikatti does not mean romantic companion, he said, hoping to clarify any confusion on that front. But if you wish me not to use it, I can stick with Arbiter. As for the latter, Kaertok thought it too soon to say, just as Arbiter seemed to.

Then there was talk of being her second, a position Kaertok was more than happy with. At least for now. The Tartok's tail waved gently back and forth, and he nodded in agreement. Those were terms he could work with, and he felt more at ease knowing exactly what was expected of him now. He would continue to travel and recruit those that seemed worthy. As Arbiter grew heavier, she would be less and less able to do so.