Northstar Vale Alepoú

Arsenio chuckled at the other man’s remark. Phox didn’t strike him as the type to tread on other’s toes. Maybe it had only been his curiosity that had sparked the question. The Arche did not know much about the soldier man. He believed Reyson was hurting from a difficult past. It made him wary to think of their sweet healer growing close to a man like that.

You are a fine man. I do not believe it will be hard, when you find the one you want, Arsenio assured him. His head nodded in confident confirmation. The Arche could see nothing wrong with the Redhawk family. They were close-knit and supportive. It would not be difficult to find a woman who would see the great benefits of that. If Phox was the kind of man he made himself out to be, Arsenio felt he would find a mate when he was ready.

I’ll leave you to your peace. Perhaps we can hunt later?

The Arche moved to go.