Crixus was as satisfied as it seemed likely to get for the time being. It could be worse- though, of course, it could always have been better. Samaya had turned out to be a colossal disappointment, not that it was utterly unexpected, and the loss of Abaddon was an equal downer.
That being said, he had hopes for the upcoming pups and took strength in knowing that Kaya, and perhaps by extension, Dragomir, were excellent supporters. Larisa had worried him from time to time with her outbursts, but if he could keep her reasonably happy, perhaps in time she would get over the issue that had occurred with Narcisa.
He padded to the little spring at the center of the island. It had certainly been wet lately, but at least for the time being the weather was fair enough, the chill deepening in the evenings but not completely unpleasant. Especially not since each of the wolves here now had a sleeping partner to warm the ever-lengthening nights.
Settling himself comfortably in his usual spot, he tilted his muzzle upward and called for everyone.
Jul 05, 2018 06:58 PM
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