Feel The Thunder
Acere
Master Fighter (275)
Master Intellectual (245)
Knight
13+ Years
Male
131
Dragon Mod
The thunder rolled and lightning crashed in the sky above him. His coat was slicked down to his frame, though it didn't make him look any less intimidating. His scars were more prone, on display now more than ever for the whole world to see. He walked without purpose, thinking about the boy he had met on these very lands. How was he? Had he managed to go through with what he had wanted? Had the boy grown stronger? There were many questions running through his head when a howl pierced the air. Slowly, his head lifted in the direction of that call. That call was hauntingly familiar. He swore he could feel his presence. At this point, Acere didn't think it was just coincidence anymore. It was fate...it had to be.
Lumbering in the direction of that call, he spotted a black and white form heading towards the caller, and so Acere fell in behind him but at a distance. Upon arriving, he noted a group gathered around...him. Acere had made it in time to hear the boy speak, and for one reason or another felt himself swell with pride. He'd done it. The boy had achieved what he wanted. Though his interest grew further when Ty described his vision for the pack. It was...so familiar. And it was at this moment, he no longer had any doubts. He was staring at a spitting image of Elias. Perhaps not in appearance, but in all other ways. And with that alone, Acere decided here is where he'd stay. "If I may be so bold, I'd like to elect myself...or challenge whoever I must. There is a lot I can offer, and plenty of knowledge I can teach. I may no longer be a king, but my dedication has never waned." His decision had been made.
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