Swiftcurrent Creek Narrow streets of Cobblestone

The wolf that leaned against him, continued to cry. Gut wrenching sobs, that wracked him. Arric lay his ears to his skull. He felt horrible, that this clearly gentle creature had been hurting for so long. And that was the only reason for such terrible sadness, is if the hurt had been festering.

Arric stood motionless, his own thoughts quiet at the moment. Tapping into his years of meditation to stay calm for Ashlar. Because that was what he needed right  now. A calming presence. And lucky for him, it was something Arric had strived for.

You're welcome. A half smile lit up his face, blue eyes taking in the chocolate wolf. I know, but I didn't mind.

Arric frowned in thought. The words leaving a bittersweet taste in his mouth. Sometimes that's all you can do. Its hard at first, but after that first step. Ah, it gets better.

Actually, I do. His name is Veran, but he's not around here. I know enough to save my life if the occasion called for it. Let's see and Mother wolf if she's around, she knows how to, so does Lestan I think, and he does stay around here. Though I hope you'd come and visit without having to learn something.

He didn't know if that was what the male was asking, but he wanted him to visit again. He'd visit too after he sorted his thoughts and knew he wouldn't tell the leader Avicus off.