Cast off the crutch
08-24-2016, 09:59 PM
His paws carried him to the battlefield, with a renewed, confident sense of purpose. He was going to create a kingdom of his own, build it up from the dirt beneath his paws. The morning sun barely peeked from beyond the horizon, the summer air still somewhat cool. Xephyris wasn't one to waste time, and he knew he had much to do in order to prepare. Who could waste time sleeping when there were lands to be scouted and wolves to consult with. He needed followers, but he didn't expect them to follow him blindly - no, he wanted to prove himself to them. He wasn't just a sucker looking to hold a fancy title; he was a warrior, and he would fight for the honor and prestige of wearing the crown. The desire had been building in him for days, now that his home had been ripped away from him, and not for the first time. No more of that, and he'd see to it! The silver-eyed brute was determined. His resolve was strong. So, stopping on a dried out, grassy patch, he tilted back his head and howled. He would see who came, find out what they were about, and then he would test them, but mostly he would test himself. He had to earn this. OOC: Looking for a quick spar. And, as you can tell, Xeph is looking for followers so please only enter if your character is considering joining a pack - they don't have to be deadset on it yet, but hopefully through interaction they will feel more compelled |
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