Noctisardor Bypass change on the rise

Worry would have laced the youthful wolf’s features as the cough rasped at the man but he remained impassable in that sense—not pitying the man who remained solid in his life but simply calculating the ways in which he could best aide him and Rivenwood.

An idle hum passed his lips at the mention of his siblings and his icy gaze drew away, allowing a lilting smile to touch his lips at the thought of them. Both very well. I think mom is hopeful of either one settling with another and fearing a litter of their own. He shrugged, bemused. Wishful thinking, though. I don’t think either had plans for any of that when I left.