It Is Time

Rhyme came to a halt beside Shaye, his dark frame a slightly taller compliment to Shaye’s midnight body. Acere gave him a smile and the slate marked alpha nodded knowingly, their time as packmates had come to a close. He was pulling ahead in the ranks and rising above to grasp his own pawful of leadership. While he expected Acere to build from the ground up his words sounded like he meant to do otherwise.

The self named man took a couple of steps closer to Acere, his lips pulling back into a half grin as Shaye asked what the white warrior meant by his words. ”He’s going to challenge someone.” Rhyme wanted to think the best of Acere, he would never expect that his… friend would suddenly rise up and challenge for Abaven. The blue knight was ashamed that the thought was even entertained, but he still felt his gaze harden slightly as he looked to Acere for his answer. Though he still wore the good natured grin, ”Who’ve you got in mind, Acere?” His voice was light, hiding the thoughts that had been hastily shoved aside.