Barrow Fields marked graves

of course. rumbles the dreadfather in low affirmation; attempting to reassure. for how could he not understand? he desires to ask but bids those words at bay, swallowing them back down. they held no place here. you are still and always my son. he adds after a moment of drinking in the boy's appearance: just as he remembers it but different. older. growing.

you have met ash paw, ingram knows this only because the woman herself had told him, was the reason ingram had set off to find his son in the first place. he had assumed that they stayed with his nightwife, though was glad to be wrong. i am building a pack of my own, ingram tells pelaguis. would you be apart of it? it feels almost like a silly question but still, ingram holds true to the belief that any he recruits should come of their own will.