Since his visit with his mothers Hymn had been heavily considering his place, he wanted to remain connected to his family especially since Psalm wouldn’t be returning but he also just wasn’t sure. Still the idea of returning to his homelands was a tempting one and something that had played at his mind for a few days now. But that idea was now put into question.
The call had grabbed his attention immediately. Hymn had seen much change in his birth pack in his life and this was slowly becoming the background track of his life. This call didn’t really seem to hold the same hostility as the last one did and Hymn’s natural curiosity got the better of him.
The tank of a boy found his way to the battle field, identifying the growing group as the source of his curiosity. Brilliant Ceruleans scanned the crowd looking for faces he might recognize. His mothers weren’t here but that didn’t surprise him, Novel was likely too nervous to show up and Ara would be there to comfort her. Still he spotted a few faces he was sure he knew; if only from the pack when he had been a member. Many more were unfamiliar.
Perhaps the most shocking was the purple form he spotted. A part of Hymn grew momentarily excited, his tail even starting to wag before he bit down on his instinct. The girl he called Abby was seated close to the challenger’s side of the field. He longed to talk to her, to try and rekindle the budding friendship that had been abandoned when they had both disappeared but he would force himself to wander off to a side and sit by himself. He didn’t really belong to any of the camps currently gathered.
"Speech"
I just got back from moving, please help me catch up by dropping threads I owe here. <3
