Hideaway Strath I was nineteen in a white dress

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Her words this time did cause Artok to smirk. Sometimes, words are nothing but shit. He shifted again, He was done being nice now. His attitude was gonna come out, the mouth that Miss. Scarlett hated. He was over it. Perhaps Warden was not for him. Maybe he should stay a hunter, or a warrior. Not try and greet anyone at the borders. He clearly didn't have the tempermant for it.

The part of Artok that always craved knowledge perked up at her words. He lifted his ears forward, one quivering. Is Meishu leader? He was genuinely curious. It had been some time since anyone had anything to teach him, and most of what he did know he had learned from trial and error and observing.

His smirk broadened further. Perhaps he could like this wolf, a little. He liked how she didn't mince words. That would be @fury. He lifted his head back with a howl for Fury. He wasn't certain she would come with whelps to take care of, but he could offer this small favor. It was his job anyway.