Brother, My Brother

"Talk" Walk

Well, it was safe to say that shit hit the fan pretty quick recently. Ever since that challenge, his uncle had spoken to them about leaving Abaven to pursue a pack of his own. Ignis, of course, had been excited about the idea. But as the days passed, he was feeling unsure. They had only been in Abaven for a couple of seasons, but he had made a friend or two in that time. He was hesitant about leaving them behind...but at the same time, he knew he wouldn't leave his uncle or sister. They were his family. His uncle had done his best to raise them and he and his sister had come so far with his guidance.

Sighing, he came to a stop beside the rapids and stood there as he looked out to the other side. Things would be different, he was sure. But the idea of righting the wrongs his father and elder brother had done to their name was appealing. But it wasn't even that as much as he was just feeling saddened over leaving his friend behind...he had come to enjoy Corvus' company. He was the first friend he ever had, after all. And the crimson boy had grown a certain fondness and attachment to him, even if he didn't quite realize it just yet.