Moving Forward

Pyralis grinned as Amon mentioned his pride in the family, knowing full well that he was referencing her son, Ashiel, and his victory against the Talis alpha. A new Abraxas pack had formed now in the Bent Canyon and she couldn't be prouder of her son. He had surpassed her expectations. She expected him to succeed as a warrior but she had not realized the ambition he held to start and rule his own pack. She wished him the best.

Tucking her hindlegs underneath herself she settled evenly over the branch then leapt down to her brother's level. "The beginning of summer still. I had planned to leave as soon as it was fine with you. Though you should know that I merely mean to leave my position as Lead General. I have not decided yet if I will follow my son or not. Some how I have a feeling he is ready to run things on his own for a bit without his mother lingering in the background." She chuckled quietly to herself.