You'll Be Sorry Baby, Some day
He had finally reached the second Summer of his life and he had found it considerably hotter than the first. He had grown larger than his mother but still seemed to have a bit more growing to do. With his adolescence came a deep and bitter resentment for those around him, and without his brother to comfort him he had grown distant from the rest of his pack. He patrolled regularly, the lesson Bass had given him when he was a small frail pup still present in his mind, although thoughts of Bass in general usually set his teeth on edge. He had grown large enough to fight against the rapids if he ever fell in, but more importantly had gained the grace of a sprinter and the lean deer-like body of a born runner
His ears perked at the howl; an unfamiliar voice entirely different from what he considered to be the inharmonious voices of what was left of Abaven or the remorseful bellows of the traitors who had left. He approached the cry cautiously, keeping his body low, careful to avoid stepping on twigs or scraping his claws against stones to avoid making noise. His golden eyes fell on a girl, not much older than himself with snow white fur and blue eyes. He had of course seen white wolves before, a majority of what was left of Abaven was nothing but white wolves, but this girl was different. This girl was new .
“Can I help you Miss?” He asked, stepping from his cover in one of the various bushes in the thicket and approaching her with his head raised and ears perked attentively. His voice had deepened in pitch considerably but still had a touch of youth to its tone. More than anything else he sounded confident, assured of himself, and helpful. He didn’t want to scare her off, but more importantly he wanted her to see him before she saw Vali or any of the other useless whelps that had chosen to stay in Abaven.
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Tyranis has a melanistic king cobra companion named Raanee, and a half-blind raven companion named Moses unless otherwise stated assume they are always present
Although it doesn't appear on his tables Tyranis' tail has been docked
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