Tomorrowland (Legion Meeting)

Like many others, Ares' brows shot up in surprise when his dad said he was stepping down. But then again, could he blame him? No. Being an alpha looked hard as fuck and he didn't look down on his dad for passing up the reigns. He also wasn't mad that he hadn't been asked to take his place considering he was his son and all, but Tyrian was certainly a good choice. Ares, after all, knew he wasn't good alpha material anyway. He was often much too cocky for his own good and childish to boot, and although recent catastrophic events had pretty much brought out his responsible side, he knew it wouldn't last for long. Or at least, not for outsiders. He was just too much of an unpleasant dick in the company of those he didn't think highly of, and that was sure to cause problems in the future if he had hypothetically gotten to be an alpha.

As Tyrian spoke, Ares listened carefully to the new ranks and laws, and while he was interested in hunting and was sorta good at it, he liked the sound of Raidsman better. "I'd like Raidsman, and maybe a secondary something or other as a hunter if I can," Indeed, he also wanted to focus on hunting so he could continue to provide food resources. Though honestly, he wasn't opposed to stealing that shit from other packs, either.