Empty thoughts
12-21-2017, 08:49 PM
Ashiel returned home, striding across the border with a new set of experiences to show for his wanderings. Each day he grew more and more confident in himself and his abilities. However, he still had far to go. Ashiel knew he was no where near ready to rule his own pack. Part of him had considered going around and talking with the mortal leaders, seeing what they believed leadership to be. Not to take their word as gospel of course, but to use it as a marker to determine what kind of leader he truly needed to be. The kind of leader this wretched land needed to really blossom. Of course, he already knew the answer to that question in a way. The kind of leader he would need to be was like his uncle but the man had a pack to run. Ashiel hated to interupt him. Ashiel's brow furrowed as his thoughts drifted to Asharya. Apparently, with growing up there was also some growing apart. He felt like he hadn't spent any time with his sister lately and he hoped to correct it. Maybe the two of them could go fishing in the creek if she wasn't to busy? Ashiel moved closer to the creek when he noticed his aunt Razi there. He grinned softly, it had been awhile since he'd talked to her to. It'd seemed like a lifetime ago. "Greetings, Aunt Razi, how are you today?" |
-- PLEASE NOTE: Ashiel is an EVIL character and can be prone to acts of swearing, maiming and other violence. -- Consider this your warning.