Corvus knew the call he'd heard, while scouting near the edge of Abaven's borders, wasn't meant for him. It had nothing to do with him, actually, but he thought back to his recent little training session with Acere and he couldn't help but wonder what was going on. He'd been thinking lately of how little he knew outside of Abaven and his own family, and for that reason alone he warily started toward the call. Worse case scenario, he could just bail when he got there if things weren't going well, right? Someone was calling for a fight and he wasn't sure whether spectating would be safe or not, but he thought back too to his talk with Peggy. They needed to learn to fight, to protect their families, and maybe he could get some valuable knowledge out of watching an actual, serious, adult fight take place.
He realized, as he drew closer to the Battlefield, that a few Abaven wolves had already gone this way. Caelestis, first of all, but that didn't surprise him much. He trailed after her scent and before long he was standing a few dozen yards away from a massive group of wolves. He wasn't sure what the hell was happening, but clearly it was exciting and the tension was palpable in the air. And was that blood he smelled? Sweet! Even from a distance he could pick out some familiar forms, including Rhyme and Acere, who seemed to be involved in an altercation of some sort. And - wait, was that Ignis? Curious, he bounded toward him, deciding he didn't need to be wary. There was way too much going on for anyone to pay attention to him; usually his size made him stick out like a sore thumb, even back at home, but there were more giants here than he could count on one paw, so it seemed like less of a big deal now.
..and oh, there was Shaye, looking quite pissed off. Maybe coming here hadn't been such a good idea. He avoided crossing her path, deciding to pull away from Ignis instead and peek over the crowd, though one big guy's voice caught his attention. He was looking toward Shaye and Rhythm, talking a lot of crap that Corvus didn't totally follow. But what he said at the end, coupled with what the other old dude had said, suddenly made him feel sick. Wait, Rhyme and Shaye had screwed? Like... actually screwed? What the hell? How did this guy know all that? Either way, he suddenly regretted coming and all his thoughts of staying and spectating the fight pretty much flew out the window. Well, he'd stay anyway but his mind was reeling with other, much weirder and way more gross thoughts. Just when I've started to feeling comfortable with everything in my life, he thought, rather melodramatically, groaning inwardly at the thought of another thing in his life going wrong.
Shaking his head, he decided to push those thoughts aside for now, no matter how badly he wanted to sprint back to Abaven and dish the drama out on Peggy. He slowly lumbered back toward Ignis, wondering if he'd witnessed anything he might've missed himself, angry Shaye be damned. He was near the front of the group and Corvus didn't hesitate to use his big size to his advantage, sneaking through toward his buddy. "Did I miss anything?" Corvus asked, shooting him a toothy grin as he settled to his hindquarters and waited for the show to unfold.
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