You Think That You Know S***

Ashmedai was out and about. He wasn't having fun here yet. He wondered still if he ever would. This place was no Imperium, but it had seemed to have the right mix-matched characters to be at least similar to the chaos he had grown up in and grown to love.

Though he had his doubts about the place, he didn't hate it.

The North was lovely, that was for sure. If Tyranis knew anything, it was how to pick pretty pack lands.

Speaking of Tyranis, there appeared to be one of his spawn loose.

It was... tiny. Even for a pup.

Were pups always that small or had he gotten bigger?

Thinking of Tyranis's mate, he assumed maybe it was a little but of both.

He wondered what she was doing. Should he try to keep tabs on the alpha's pups? Should he leave them alone? What did someone do with alpha pups that weren't their own siblings?

Ashmedai trotted up to the pup, "Say, you goin' on an adventure?" He asked.  "Can I come too?"