A Call to Arms [Abraxas War Meeting]

Pyralis had taken to spending her time relaxing since her journey with her brother. She knew that any day he would call them together and she wanted to be good and ready, she'd also spent time with her children, preparing them for their presentation to the family. They were yearlings now, practically adults, and they would begin to share in the families mission. Evening had fallen in a hush over the canyon except for the buzzing insects which faded into a monotonous hum in the back of her brain. A hum that was finally pierced with her brothers call. It was time. She got to her feet and with a short bark called for her children.

She still had not decided who to present as a potential target though she had been mulling over the options. It was a very difficult decision and one that could present many different outcomes. However, success or failure, it would focus their kin. They'd been milling about to long, so long that even she, the wanderer of their kin, felt the need to gather the family together and begin the process of establishing a base.

Pyralis moved across the ground like a ghost, the colors of her coat seeming to blend in perfectly with night in the canyon. She would miss this place. When she at last wandered into her brother's presence she greeted him with a grin, her golden eyes shining bright in the moonlight. "At last, it begins."