Swiftcurrent Creek Chimera

A certain wave of relief swept over him at Arric’s offer—a nod given to the man in gratitude. He wasn’t keen on leaving Cygnet—he already had to make the impossible decision to leave one of the girl’s behind, and while Cygnet was responsive and aware—he wasn’t sure how she would feel after she finally rested.

“Wait for now,” he decided. “We’ll take a day or two to recoup. Maybe see what Arlette thinks of everything. She should also have a say in what we present to the other packs.”

(In truth, Eivor would end up calling Akavir for an audience somewhere in this timeline, so… )

But after they regrouped, they could make a decision.

“We’ll need to think about training ours for battle, more often,” he noted to the larger man. “A list of who might specialize in whatever tactics or what they can provide would be good to know…” He trailed off, gaze skimming over to Reverie and then Morwenna, who stood patiently to the side.