Redsand Canyon I only greet

His smile drooped when she mentioned a traitor from her pack hunting with Germanicus. He didn’t know anything about that, though he wondered why his Imperator would keep such company.

Amalia moved the conversation along, mentioning a relocation. If she’d told Atreus about this before, he couldn’t remember. His lips pursed a little sheepishly as she told him a bit about it. Her final words rang loudest in his ears, though.

That’s what I like about Mereo, Atreus replied, I feel like I have a purpose here… several, actually… sometimes I even lose track of all my tasks. But I like having things to do. I like staying busy.

He wondered if her new pack was a bad fit, like Redtail Rise had been for him. He’d scarcely thought about his birthplace lately, a realization which caught him a bit by surprise. He immediately thought of Ancelin, feeling almost like a traitor himself for practically forgetting about his own brother.