On Earth as it is in Heaven [CHALLENGE]

"Talk" Walk

He'd been minding his own business with his Wolverine companion, lounging around in the thicket as they talked. But then Ignis heard a howl in the winds, though he had no idea who the call was from or who it was for. He sat up as he stared in the direction where it had come from, and initially, he shrugged it off. As he settled back down on the ground, his uncle swept past without a word, heading straight for wherever the call had come from. Ignis' gaze followed him for a moment, brows furrowed as he wondered what was happening that his uncle felt the need to go. That answer would come soon enough, however, when his newest companion came flying towards him. "Oi! a scrap's about ta break out in the bloody battle field! some nut is challengin' fawr somethin' awr othah but the bloody alphah 'asn't shown his face yet! Fahkin' bloody oath mate." The obsidian cockatoo landed heavily on the ground as he looked at him. "Well? aah we goin' awr wat? Fair dinkum cobber."

The cockatoo flew off again, heading straight back towards the battle field leaving Ignis and his other companion to glance at each other for a moment. He was curious, of course. And if his uncle was going, then no way in hell was Ignis going to miss whatever was going on. He got up and bounded across the territory, barking out and repeating what his companion had told him. "Hey! A fight against another pack is breakin' out!" His voice was excitedly loud as he raced through Abaven. No doubt his sister heard him, and wondered if she would join him. Then he wondered if Corvus would go, too. If he wasn't already there. This was perhaps one of the most exciting thing in his life right now, and he didn't want to miss it.

He went as fast as he could, showing up just in time to hear his uncle issue a challenge of his own. He gazed around at the faces of those gathered, none of them recognizable save for Rhyme and Ody. He carefully pushed through the crowd in an attempt to get a front row seat as he continued to look around. He saw who he figured was the challenger and the challenged. They smelled like a pack he didn't know, but he recognized the hint of his older half-brother's scent. His ears flattened then as his gaze quickly returned to his uncle. "Rip 'em apart!" He encouraged both parties. While he was generally more laid back, the fact that this was an enemy pack brought about a darker side to him. His father had abandoned him and his sister, after all. And had chosen to favor one of his older children for reasons that were still unclear to him...