Bones of our Ancestors

Ashmedai was ready. He was going to show everyone he was ready. He was an adult. He was the epitome of cool and relaxed and... his tail would not stop wagging. His mother had already snapped at it a few times, telling him to tuck it if he couldn't keep it still. He wouldn't tuck it. They traveled and passed over the unfamiliar boundaries and Ash would take it all in with eager eyes. This was a siege, he was an adult, he wouldn't break format- SPARROW?! He hadn't even thought this was Sparrow's pack, though he guessed he should have. He wouldn't break formation, though he would offer her a smile. He would fight for her pack, then she could heal him! This day was getting better and better. At the end of the day, he bet his dad would even give him a strong nudge and tell him how proud he was of him. Then, he would really be happy.