Pre-Party Rumble [Valhallan Fighters]

Regulus was quick to rein his excitement in with a reminder that raiding was not a chance for glory, and he nodded, taking in the wisdom as he glanced at his elders, noting the agreement they gave. He was still excited for the action they were in for, but he kept the tidbit of wisdom in mind.

As his packmates filtered in, he grinned at Nolan, tongue threatening to loll as he gave his cousin a gentle, playful nudge and wink as he murmured, “I just about tripped on that boulder over there when I came into the clearing. No wonder she made us stay away from this place.”

Justice looked positively ecstatic about the whole thing, and he grinned at her as she took a seat, though she’d brought his sister along, and Viv looked decidedly confused as to why she was here.

Artur had made an appearance as well, sitting off to himself and barely acknowledging the gathered pack. It was a damper on his heart that his eldest brother had never felt happy here. It was as though his distaste for those who were not “true Adravendis” completely prohibited his ability to even try to like it.

Aurielle’s glowing form straightened and his gaze turned to the woman as he began speaking, explaining the plans, and as she finished with a request to the wolves who had fought against Talis, he turned his attention to Regulus as the crimson man’s daughter prompted him.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think