On Eagle's Wings

OOC: This is for anyone interested in joining the Empire. Come talk to Mally!

With purpose Malleus padded into the heart of the Boneyard. His father's absence had given him a chance to prove himself. He intended to take what Amon had entrusted him with and give it back with interest; when the day came for Amon to reclaim his crown, the elder Abraxas would find the pack in better shape than he'd left it. His father's legacy wouldn't rust in his absence. No, Malleus had every intention of continuing the conquest. Malleus paused to take in his surroundings. The last time he'd been here was Ashiel's challenge. The place was unchanged; the ground littered with bones and bloodstains. It was a place that wasn't for the faint of heart and that was precisely why he'd chosen it. If the Abraxas were going to continue their conquest they needed to focus on one of two things: breeding an army or recruiting mortals. For the former it was probably better to let the individuals choose – and that took time. The latter simply required that he, as their leader, be proactive. Today marked the first of many such proactive days. If he could pad the ranks with worthy mortals he could advance the Abraxas agenda much faster. As an added bonus, perhaps his relatives would choose mates from among the accepted plebeians. Two birds, one stone. Letting out a long, low howl Malleus called to him those who sought to make a name for themselves. He specified the courageous and the honor-bound; those worthy of the attention of the gods.