Ouroboros Spine kamitkaa ╪

Andr escorted Iaghe and Fleurette into Moonglow's borders, trailing behind the crowd. The trio remained close together, Andr standing guard between Iaghe and Fleur, like he was a protective umbrella over them. 

He tried to appear at ease, but inside his hackles were raised and his heart thudded against his chest. His eyes looking over the gathering of wolves, his gaze lingering on the males that approached. They appeared docile enough but a voice in his head told him he knew better than to trust them outright.

Iaghe's gentle grazes against him were comforting as he glanced down at her and saw the wag of her tail. He'd agreed to this for her and Fleurette's sake, for their hazed minds and memories, which he knew he could not heal on his own. 

He would try his best.