Granite's Links
"If there was anyone that was meant to be General, it should've been my father. But no. Stupid Lan-Hraka over there had to take him away, didn't they? He deserved better than what he got. But I'll make sure his legacy never dies."
Though we might have never known each other, though I might be dead, I'd always held high hopes for my son. And then Buttercup stole him away, the sun-worshippers! If I were still alive when he returned, rest assured he would have ended up one of the best soldiers our warren had to see. He would have been worthy of the Occidens blood running through his veins. The whole damn litter would have!
My father. I hardly even knew him, but I'd always felt like I owed him my all- until lately. Why am I still trying to please a dead buck, one I never event met or knew outside the stories I'm told?
"I've heard about Granite. He uh... he apparently thought he was descended from the moon. Sounds a lot like my niece, Cra....Crakkajamma? Is.. that how you say her name?"