Ankyra Sound won’t you stay inside?

intent on making himself useful, velen had fallen into his usual routine of patrolling the shoreline as he had done in stormrift. 
the thought of his former pack and how it had disintegrated grieved velen, and he thought of his brothers.
it was with a mournful heart that the chesnut-eyed fighter arrived upon the new densite laden with delicate flesh pulled from clamshells.
”hey, babe,” he purled. setting his burden down near dalia. ”brought you lunch.”