So then Ame had, at least, some inkling that change had come to Iromar. Listening to his best friend, Halcyon sighed at his words. Ame would always be the most reasonable of the two. With a good head on his shoulders, the bigger wolf could think his way through a situation and come to a logical conclusion. Halcyon was the opposite. He was impatient and brash, often times diving head first into the unknown and suffering the dire consequences. The scar on his throat was evidence of that. But, still, even now, he knew he and Pine were doing the right thing. While he was happy to hear Ame was glad to offer his help, he could help but let his ears droop slightly as his friend questioned him.

Of course, the questions had made Halcyon take a moment to think. Did Aranck have followers? Thinking back, the red wolf knew that several members of Iromar had stayed behind. Raven, for example. But what it out of loyalty for the new alpha or the pack? Looking at Ame, all Halcyon could do was shrug. "He may have a few. But he has taken the prince as his personal hostage. He claims that he’s keeping the boy safe, but Pine seems to think otherwise. And so do I." Perhaps it wasn’t the best example, but it was all he had for now. Halcyon would come to learn later of more lives taken by the evil king, lives who lived in Taviora and were closer to him than he even realized.

Brown eyes gazed down at his friend, a pleading look in his eyes. "This is our chance to help those trapped under that tyrant. Remember how we wanted to be heroes as kids? Well, what’s stopping us from doing so now?" He smiled at the thought, the two rogues running into danger to save those in need. He wondered if it was just a puppyhood fantasy or if it was something they could make a reality.