Raise Your Flags Up High!

*Célestin* · (This post was last modified: 12-13-2019, 12:23 PM by Célestin.)

Célestin was loath to leave Meme and Philly behind but he knew they'd be happier away from the fighting. He'd left them with easily a weeks worth of fresh prey, he'd reinforced the barrier to the den and double and triple enforced his scent markers just to be safe.

Then he'd promised he'd be back. Meme had wanted to come, of course, but he knew he couldn't promise her safety while he was fighting so he'd made sure she'd stay behind, told her she would be needed to protect her mother. But he, he needed to be here. He needed to work, to get stronger. He was still a bit sore from his run in with the galaxy man and he knew the only way he'd better better was through practice, and what better way to do that than to pit himself against wolves who'd assuredly whoops his ass.

Célestin approached the gathering, he settled a safe distance away from the bulk of the crowd but still close enough it was obvious what he was here for, then he set about scanning thr gathered crowd. There were many wolves he'd never seen, many had armor or other animals who seemed to be with them and Célestin felt underprepared but as he scanned he noticed a familiar grey figure joining the crowd. His tail began to beat the ground as his uncle's gaze found him. The man looked older, a bit more run down maybe but otherwise unharmed.

Torin quickly moved to join him, giving him a nudge and a greeting. "I'll have to fill you in when we have a spare moment." He said, leaning into his uncle for a moment before he settled in to wait.

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