Ankyra Sound to live and die by the sword

Ash had never liked her name at least not as a child. To be named after her body parts, was frustrating. However, she had grown to like it she supposed, it was certainly unique. She wasn't certain how she would feel if the other didn't remember her name, but that was for a different day.

Ash Paw allowed a brief sad smile to light up her face. Auntie basically raised me after she left the Teekon. It was sad to see her go, but also peaceful I suppose. She only wanted to join Ragnar. Her love for him, well.

She grew quiet and said no more. It was not polite to speak ill of the dead, and what she had to say wasn't entirely ill. She had heard the stories. She was certain their love had been all encompassing, but both had made mistakes, but she could see this being an outside onlooker. So to speak. 

Ash Paw raised a brow. And you did not chase her off? I suppose i Should thank you, she was not entirely able to fight had there been one.


Ash frowned. I can imagine that. Sometimes even silence is too loud.