stay out of my bay

Now that he was older, her understood his parents' decision to not try to overthrow the Abraxas when they'd occupied Abaven. The risks outweighed the benefits, given the makeup of the pack then - and he and his siblings had been too young to really thrive if anything happened to their parents. Now, it was easy for Corvus to say they'd stand up and fight for their pack; sure, there were plenty of kids around, but more able-bodied fighters than not. He had nothing to lose, not when the very thing he was most afraid of losing was the very thing he'd be fighting for. He had no doubt Theory felt the same way. Shrugging a bit, he returned his attention to one of the fish at his paws, beginning to tear into it. He too was growing tired of the same old thing but after a nice little scuffle with a cat, it somehow tasted better than he'd expected.

"It's all kind of hazy. I think the Abraxas realized their occupation was a waste of time. I think they're the types to claim anything they want, but... hanging around here with everyone all bummed out wasn't really worth it," he admitted, shrugging again as he paused to swallow another bite. "I think Shaye just showed up at the right time, really. It was almost like it was meant to be," he spoke, his voice a little lighter now. Maybe, though, their plans had been more nefarious - maybe they were just waiting for the pack to grow stronger before plotting out another way to overthrow it, but it'd been so long since then it was hard to truly humor that thought.