the dark settles in and the trial begins

"Then perhaps we not be as at odds as previously thought, Shadow. You have my repsect on a many of things. Yet, I have faltered, and let my past rule my present, though it is for the better." The Imperator listened quietly as the older male spoke, content to listen to what the dark wolf had to say. He was tired of everything, of duties, of the world, of every inch of his life but he kept going, because it was his duty as a child of Rome to do so. He would not fail the shining father, or Paarthurnax or any of his packmates. He would prove to those who did not believe in him, Bazi, Scimitar, that arctic creature, that he was a better, he is still a better leader than they were.

"We all have fates. What we chose may alter them only alittle, but it seems mine is set in stone." He chuckled softly at that, though it held no humor. Shadow was actually tempted to say 'Welcome to the real world, Adair' but decided not to. He would save that for another wolf, instead the Roman just rolled his shoulders in a brief shrug "Our fates are controlled by the Parcae and the gods. We may be able to alter them just a bit but everyone's destinies have been set for them." he said softly. And his was to go to hell. Deciding to discuss his fate later on, emotions having caught up with him. He said goodbye to the brown male, dismissed him and was lost in his thoughts once more.