A Call to Arms [Abraxas War Meeting]

*Ashiel* · 11-16-2017, 08:21 PM

Training consumed Ashiel's evenings. He darted forward at the carcass his mother had strung out for him, practicing his lunges for when he would eventually train with his uncle Amon. The thought of training with the head of the family was exciting and nerve-wracking and he knew he didn't want to let his mother down. He had to be ready! Speaking of ready… a howl echoed through the canyon and his mother got to her paws. The meeting! Ashiel's heart pounded in his chest. They were officially going to be marked as yearlings.

Ashiel swiftly followed his mother as dusk fell over the canyon. Fireflies began to glow and flit about them and he felt the pull to chase after them, to pounce and to play but that was hardly appropriate was it? He was going to be an adult after tonight. Chasing fireflies was something for children.

When he arrived at the meeting place he gave his uncle a nod of respect before moving to sit with his mother.

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