Hades was at the least pleased that the slave was showing his regular good sense to the alpha, dismissing Vahrenheit with a flick of his tail. "As he orders, boy," the lord commanded briskly. "Move to, move to. I will pick up my belongings in short order." The order given, Hades returned to conversing with Chernabog, nodding when his old friend finished. "You do not need to wait on me for too long; I am still hardy, whatever my age," he replied with a small, toothy grin. "A day's rest and nothing more is needed. I am interested in meeting all of the pack after all, and this won't happen if I remain encased within my den fr hours; even one as solitary as I am needs stimulating conversation every once in a while. For now, though, shall I take my leave, my liege?"
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