Trying to shake himself out of the funk that he, too, had fallen into, Corvus had decided to attend this rumored festival. With so many wolves from Abaven traveling there, he decided he might as well join in on the fun... if it ended up being much fun at all. At least it was a distraction. A distraction from everything that had been going wrong - like Peggy and her kids leaving, like the absence of his own parents, and the fact that he lived so far from his best friend, and like.. feeling inadequate among all his packmates. He knew he was being melodramatic and that things weren't exactly horrible for him. His brother had recently returned home and was recovering from all he'd gone through, and he had a huge family he could depend on for.. pretty much anything. Yet, he still felt vaguely alienated from them, and somehow he knew the problem was in his own head rather than anything concrete.
A soft sigh fell from his lips as he gathered loosely near some of his packmates. He hadn't expected Aiden to come at all, so he hadn't been keeping an eye out for him. The thought of a tournament of sorts was a welcome distraction for his angsty thoughts, and Corvus grasped quickly onto the thought of trying to out-fish his packmates, and whoever else was here. Hey, it actually sounded kind of fun, believe it or not! If only Ignis was here with him...
He shook the slightly weird, definitely intrusive thought away as he veered toward the shore, letting his gaze flit over the wolves that had already begun to fish. Wait - was that Aiden? He felt a surge of worry assault him before he could push it away, pushing off toward his brother, picking up his pace so he could go to greet him with a gentle nudge. Their relationship wasn't quite as strong as it had been when they were kids, but Corvus didn't really expect it to be. He knew it'd take a time, for both Aiden as well as himself, to regain even a sliver of what they'd once had.. and almost as soon as he nudged his brother he worried he might've overstepped some boundary he hadn't even known about.
He pulled away, assessing him tentatively. "Hey. I didn't expect - I didn't know you were coming," he explained, though he wore a happy smile at his brother's presence here. "Are you joining the tournament, or are you just hungry?" He quirked a brow, letting out a soft laugh as he stalked forward after a fish he'd seen, swiping a single paw at the water and hoping he might get lucky on his first attempt at snatching a fish from the water.
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