TRISTEN
“Does no one in this world knock anymore?”
He asks blandly and Callum grins in response. “Hello to you too old friend.”
It takes Tristen almost a full minute to place the look on Callum’s face.
It is a look he hasn’t seen in many years.
Excitement.
Which can only mean one thing, Callum has been to see his father.
Tristen and every Xesperian with half a brain cell knows that every clan and every division had traits that made them less than perfect.
Sirens could be superficial and selfish to the point of self servitude or foolhardiness,
Drifters could be so non-comical and good at hiding that they never form any meaningful relationships or even the ability to care about others.
Tracker wolves have a seriousness and non malleability that makes them rigid and ultimately dang
