Swiftcurrent Creek let the rain wash away the pain

Her brush of reassurance released some of the tension from the male – he released a sigh of his own, his nose pressing to his sister’s cheek and inhaling sharply – gathering comfort from her. He knew little of the man who had truly raised her – his own family love had been spared only to his mother and siblings, though he had always respected Gladius. Scimitar had never known his own father, nor had he any true figure of such in his life – he did not feel it had hindered him in anyway. It did only inspire him more to be there for his own children, if the day ever occurred.

“Thank you,” he uttered, releasing a second sigh and pulling back. “I will call a meeting in a few days – I might need to meet Shadow beforehand. Apparently his greasy hide is lurking around somewhere.” There was a small pause as he snorted, giving his muzzle a shake. “You should rest now, though.”