(Set before post in Fiori Challenge)
Archelaus wasn't sure what to do, really. He had just came back, and so far he had ran into no wolves. And, yes, he wasn't ready to go look for his family. His mothers would accept him, he was almost positive, but he didn't know about his brothers. He had been gone for so long. Who knows what had happened?
Of course, Archelaus knew his family was fine. They were Armadas! They were great, powerful! Nobody could stand against them!
This certain Armada, however, didn't really want to walk any further. He flopped to the ground with a huff, rolling on his stomach and stretching out, laying his head down. A giant yawn escaped Archelaus' jaws, and he lay there for a bit, almost about to fall asleep.
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