For a while, no one spoke.
Then Runa broke the silence.
"On the way here, we passed near the wolf tribe's territory." she said.
Numa glanced up. "Oh?"
"They are doing well," she continued.
"Better than before. The land is lively. I saw many cubs."
Ayres nodded. "Their numbers have grown."
Numa gave a soft hum of approval.
"That is good."
He leaned back slightly.
"Loki has managed them well."
Runa agreed. "The tribe looks prosperous."
The topic paused there, naturally fading.
Then Numa chuckled to himself.
"Speaking of cubs…" he said.
His eyes softened.
"Weijie is no longer a child either."
Runa smiled. "Time passes quickly."
"It does," Numa said. "When I first carried him, he was smaller than my arm. Now he stands taller than most warriors."
There was clear pride in his voice.
"This bonding ceremony is long overdue. Once it is done, he should stop wandering and focus on the tribe properly."
Ayres nodded. "A leader must settle."
