DJ Turn It Up [MEETING]

Ashmedai was all ears when it came to raiding. Mercy seemed to be too. Avalon- was that her name- seemed to be partial to Celestial. His mother agreed that Celestial would be good. Then she suggested starting close. The brown, lower-ranking wolf- who was he anyway- tried to go all geography on them as if he knew all the lands... Wait... Did he? Ash supposed it was kind of common to know the packs. Okay, probably really common... But Celestial wasn't terribly far. It was Tornach's family's pack. They weren't the closest, but they were no Yfir.

Ash agreed that sure, Celestial might be a good target, but he also agreed with his mother's other suggestion that they should start close. Celestial was kind of close across the river.The brown male- what was up with all the brown wolves always trying to ruin the fun mood- suggested sharply to go after closer packs then Abaven then Fiori and tried to ask if there was some vendetta against Celestial, "Pleaaaaase, he asked for suggestions, not accusations of vendettas or whatever. Celestial might be a good spot..." Ashmedai spoke in a mumble eyeing the brown brute suspiciously. What was he trying to be, anyway? Ashnedai's dad asked for suggestions he got two: Celestial and packs close by, but then this guy was trying to go all 'meeeh geography this, vendettas that, you're wrong, glare, glare, glare'. Ashmedai rolled his eyes, "Ahh, shuddup and suggest something." Oh wait- he did. The two south packs then... Abaven? "Abaven is like... really far away compared to the two nearby packs. It's all the way east. It's not the next closest pack. At all." Ashmedai shot a sharp, confused look towards the man. Was he dumb or did he not know where Abaven was? He was just talking geography like he knew, "If we loop one way we can get the two south packs through the caverns to the gully, then hit Torn- Celestial at the lake. Then we could go to the willows and by then we're practically back home... Ah- maybe it's bad to attack them all at once, though." Ashmedai cut off, panting sheepishly, he was trying to pick too many fights at once. He needed to calm down.

As Cascade spoke up, Ashmedai felt himself agreeing from a pack standpoint. They were getting comfortable... The boy thought of Abaven and Sparrow... Slowly, Ash's attention was torn from the subject and a smile rose on his lips, "Yeah, maybe we should start with Abaven. At least they're somebody- and they have healers which means herbs. And they aren't near a bunch of packs so, like, they won't team up and make alliances with all those around them. Hit and run?" Ashemdai smiled, his tongue lolling out of his maw. He shrugged, there were a lot of options, "Lots of packs to the South and West..." Ashmedai mused quietly, glancing at his dad. He wondered what Tornach would think if they raided his family's pack. What about Sparrow? No- for now he had to think of Imperium and raiding season.