Shake away the past

Astraios wanted to learn, he needed to contribute more than the minimum he had to the pack. His father had taken him under his wing, taken on the name Rai himself had suggested, and built something, just as he had promised. Rai needed to step up his game, learn a few skills, and take on responsibilities in the pack. He would start with learning to fight, he had heard that the pack had some capable fighters within its ranks, and he would seek one out to teach the yearling.

It was hard to let go of the wraiths that haunted him, to see past the fading visage of his mother. He blinked and shook his head, trying to clear his vision. He knew that his visions were bringing him down, he needed to be stronger than his loss. His heart ached for her, but already his memories of her where fading. He had been so young when she was taken from him. It was strange to realise, that he had now known Ty longer then he had known his mother.

He made his way through Ero’s territory, and howled for a friendly match for anyone willing to give it.