Let's Kill Batman [MEETING]

Ashiel sat gently back down as Malleus began to speak and to dictate the conclusion they'd arrived at of what his vision meant and the repercussions for the Abraxas. He felt a sense of pride at watching his cousin navigate the role of leadership. He was far more a natural than Ashiel had been and he felt certain that Malleus would lead the family to greatness. He was just glad to be a part of it. He hoped that when he fully recovered he might be able to assist in the training of the younger members of the pack, if any of them were interested in fighting. He also had some knowledge of their religion to share though he desperately wished he could speak more with his mother. As Amon's sister she was one of the elders of their family. For a moment he wondered if there was a way he could commune with her spirit…

Ashiel was drawn out of his musings when Malleus mentioned that the pack would be moving. He nodded his approval of the lands and noted some of the irony of them moving into one of the territories originally held by Talis. Dragon had said he intended to restart his pack. Would the territory even still be vacant? It had been so long since he'd gone scouting Auster's territories.

Ashie nodded at the suggestion of carrying the pups by a more efficient means though he was no craftsman. He'd have to rely on Apollo to share that knowledge. He sat back and listened to the others speak, feeling suddenly exhausted but in a good way. It was a relief to get that vision off his chest even if the dread of another lurked in the shadowy corners of his mind. He glanced at Serene as she spoke, his head cocking just slightly to the side. She had visions to? Not only that she seemed to be experienced in them. He nodded as she stated she wished to speak with him in private. He felt the same. Perhaps she could help him understand what was happening to him. "That sounds good to me. Malleus, with your permission of course. I did have one other matter I wished to discuss with you. I do not see Aurum returning any time soon and I no longer feel the Fallen god wishes me to follow the path of a leader. I wish to join the Risen Empire once more and make use of my new… gift, as an oracle." It was hard for him to speak it. He didn't want this gift. He was a natural fighter, he excelled in the ways of the warrior. Yet, the gift was his for how ever long it would last and he knew he couldn't deny it or shy away from it any longer.