Razorback Ridge I need a place to live, with my family

Arsenio offered a smile to Ethan, understanding that it must have been a great relief to have a place for their family.

As he led the duo down into the vale, Ike complimented the Arche’s name. The redstone wolf laughed, as if the noise had been conjured by the young man’s name. He turned bright blue eyes on their newest member.

Arsenio means strong and manly, he answered with a whiffing flag of his tail. I think some of my father’s hopes were put into my name. It didn’t matter what Arsenio’s father’s intentions had been. He had never been a good man. Whatever strength the Arche had earned had come from his own spirit.

Ike is a good name. My son is called Antigone. Perhaps you might teach him to laugh, hm? A blue-eyed wink was given to the pale young figure.