Bones of our Ancestors

Evangeline trotted beside her mother a couple steps behind her daddy and Angel, excitement and a certain... smug sort of satisfaction radiating from her. Bass had some trouble and what was the first thing he did? He ran to Imperium for help. And what if they'd said no? There was a feeling of power in knowing how much Abaven needed them. Though of course... they wouldn't have exactly said no would they? Imperium was restless for a good fight, and besides Rhythm probably would have batted her big purple-blue eyes at Valen and they'd have been there anyway. But Abaven didn't have to know that! She stopped when her father stopped, and swept her eyes over the assembled pack. She didn't quite stop a sneer from lifting her lip, but it was subtle. Relatively. This rag tag bunch was what they had to work with? A bunch of midgety yearlings and a handful of scattered adults? And... what on earth was that? A fox? They had a fox in their pack? She sent Angel an incredulous look, tilting her head significantly toward the little beast. They were supposed to fight alongside a fox? And Lilliana? She hadn't even fought back when Vana went after her, how were they supposed to expect her to fight with them now?