Like a Good Neighbor! [R A I D]

Brandr slipped on his armor, Blanda helping him with the straps. They'd worked on it ever since he'd found out about the raid and he was quite pleased with the design. He hoped it would spare him a few injuries. Corentine and Lucine were both still ill and he'd fallen out of touch with the going ons of the healers in the pack. He knew they'd be busy and he didn't want to make ti to hard on them. "You ready?"

Ambi nodded, shifting from foot to foot. The great eagle was excited and ready for the action to come. Blanda was less enthused. "Oh… yea, sure." The raccoon took a swig of mead. Brandr sighed heavily and looked out at the morning light. A gorgeous morning and here they were going to spend it fighting. He felt nerves twisting in his stomach and when the howl from what he could only assume was Winterfell's alpha rang out he felt his stomach turn. Apart from the practice spars it had been ages since he'd fought. He only hoped he could do Abaven proud despite not being a warrior.

He followed Theory and the others to the battlefield, trying to ignore the pounding in his chest. Theory dove for the Winterfell alpha, followed by Desolate but Brandr held back for a moment sizing up the other wolves and the… cat.

He quickly set his defenses. Time to focus.