The Arch Wilder
Vulpesen started to pet the ashlan wolf on his shoulder, remembering the time and just how close he had come to death. On his neck, he felt a bit of phantom pain on the small scar where he had been healed. "That does sound amazing." He looked out over the garden, trying to get a glimpse of her vision. While he wasn't a member of Alexandra's order, he would still respect and admire their beliefs, as well as support them as much as he could. "Maybe when the times change, I'll be able to sit there with you."
[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]