Noctisardor Bypass There I walked with you in my arms

A howl echoed across the bypass, and after a brief check to make sure the kids were being watched, Kaertok made his way to the maker of the call. He took his time since the call did not seem terribly urgent. Things had been good with Legion, and although the weather had been wet as of late, it didn’t seem to make a huge difference in the Tartok’s life.

He arrived to find a panting black wolf at his proverbial doorstep, and Kaertok chuffed softly in greeting. What is your business here? he asked.