You Better Be Good To Me

Preston had grown fat and healthy in Valhalla, anyone that had seen him as a pup would be surprised to see him now. Fully grown. A man. An adult. He settled beside Erani, his eyes falling on the rather ghastly wolf that had arrived just before him. It took a while to realize, but eventually it dawned on him, it was his brother, Neo! He attempted to step toward him, but the hatred in his eyes terrified him, made his stomach twist into knots. He felt unclean just from staring at him. He averted his gaze and turned his attention toward Collision, waiting to be given orders.

Speech!