Like a Good Neighbor! [R A I D]

Poem was ready. Her mother’s armor lay at the entrance of her den, ready to be adorned at a moment’s notice. Edgar slept in the trees outside and Allen in the den beside her. It felt good to have someone beside her, even if he was a poor substitute for what she’d lost. The young Destruction was working on a project in her den when she heard the call ring out, and with practiced speed the girl was adorned and on her way to battle.

Despite the call of it a being practice Poem wore a serious expression as her tall form trotted up behind her father and Brandr. Her raven landed on her slate shoulder as the caracal stood silently beside her. Eyes roved over the gathered warriors of the opposite side. Besides Theory and Desolate the pack hung back, almost as though they were waiting for the other side to choose their opponents.