A Call to Arms [Abraxas War Meeting]
11-24-2017, 06:57 PM
Amon's words really couldn't have come as a surprise to anyone who had been around and paying attention. They certainly didn't come as a surprise to Seth, who had made it a point to stay informed about Amon's plans purely out of self-interest - not difficult when Amon had literally been telling them this for some time. Some of the family's reactions, however, did, and Seth could not help but blink sidelong at the... cousin, was it? Who had spoken up to suggest someone infiltrate a pack and work from the inside. Why, it was almost a plan after his own heart. Surprising, because the Abraxas in general tended to play it a bit more straight and obvious than that when it came to flexing their strengths. Still, HIS support would hardly help - if anything it would doom the plan to the pits of 'well of course the dwarf would approve of a plan that kept him out of danger' that would... not be entirely wrong, but was something it might never recover from. Still, he couldn't bring himself to lie down and give up on himself, even if the world in general did. He was, after all, an Abraxas. An ugly, stunted Abraxas, but certainly one of their blood despite that. So contrary to immediate self preservation, the dwarf cleared his throat to draw attention to himself.
"I believe, regardless of whom is chosen to begin," he began smoothly, "it would be wise to continue to center the Abraxas homeland in Auster. Here, even when the heat hits, we do not need concern ourselves with where our next meal will come from, or indeed waste our time in needing to take shelter from the elements constantly a large portion of the year as do those packs who remain in the north. As such we can concentrate our time and efforts instead on training ourselves, whether that training takes place in battle, or in educating our minds." He gestured a paw at himself with a self depreciating smile. "Let others fight simply to survive, while the Abraxas thrive and grow strong in the south. Surely we will have the strength to force a pack to make the journey south when the time comes."
"I believe, regardless of whom is chosen to begin," he began smoothly, "it would be wise to continue to center the Abraxas homeland in Auster. Here, even when the heat hits, we do not need concern ourselves with where our next meal will come from, or indeed waste our time in needing to take shelter from the elements constantly a large portion of the year as do those packs who remain in the north. As such we can concentrate our time and efforts instead on training ourselves, whether that training takes place in battle, or in educating our minds." He gestured a paw at himself with a self depreciating smile. "Let others fight simply to survive, while the Abraxas thrive and grow strong in the south. Surely we will have the strength to force a pack to make the journey south when the time comes."
