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Sharpening Swords Into... Swords [WARRIOR MEETING]



Gadreel

Loner

age
6 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Large
build
Heavy
posts
31
player
Dragon Mod

The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3Treat 2019
01-13-2020, 06:06 PM
Gadreel heard the call, but the Abraxas boy took his time in answering it. He didn't really know who the caller was and couldn't quite put a name or face to the voice, though it did pique his interest. He was kind of tired of just not doing anything, though he wondered if it was just that, or training alone in general. He wanted to learn, and he had hoped to learn from his father but...well, the world took him away before that could happen. So it was often just his mother training him. He thought about it for long moment, head tilting towards the sky as he pondered. With a shrug of his shoulders though, he decided he might as well. Going to observe at least wouldn't be so bad, right?

Reluctantly picking himself up, he headed towards the meeting. The boy blending with the rocks and shadows that currently plagued the territory. The only light to guide the way was from the moon. Upon arriving, he spotted Venom almost immediately and he practically stared daggers at her back. He considered her a freak of nature, unsure and unholy. How that had come from his father was beyond him, though he was sure her deformities came from Deathbelle. He sat at the back of the group, listening quietly to the man that spoke but he said nothing. Wasn't it the adults job to make sure they were getting adequate training? Or maybe the only ones important enough to recieve it were the alphess' brats. His mouth turned into a grim line and just watched and waited.