Northstar Vale With our final breath

He shot toward her with a swiftness that surprised her for such a large man—so much so that she awkwardly fell back slightly, catching herself and staring at the haphazard motion, and then he stopped—his words just as rapid as he had been.

She didn’t understand why those of Akashingo would be suspicious of their allies—allies placed there, in order to obtain further rank. There was so much to the history of these wolves—to the politics of it, and she opened her mouth to question, but just as quickly clipped it shut.

Because she just didn’t care. She didn’t care about the whys or hows… What she cared about was Epoch, and it remaining the safe haven it had been—she cared about Reyson, and him finding peace in a place he didn’t feel unsafe in.

And finally—her eyes sweeping over him, her heart hammering in her chest: “I’m happy you’re here, Reyson,” she whispered.