Redsand Canyon Home hearth

There was something to be said of bonds of brotherhood and sisterhood in some cases. Bonds tried and tested by filth, and blood, and knowing the man in front of you or behind you was the one watching your back and you, theirs. And often those bonds were tested, when emotions were high and death was paramount, but it was then you saw a true measure of a man.

However, there was also measures to be had by those in the quiet moments, the moments of silence when they were remembering those bonds, or when reliving the deaths that lay heavy on your soul. Those types of bonds, were a different kind, but all the same as strong.

Reyson turned his words over in his mind. Somethings he wasn't sure he could bear to speak of, but other things. Perhaps he could. He nodded his head. I will teach you what I can, and borrow your ear as I need. And You may introduce me to one wolf a week if it pleases you.