Lesson One: Work together

“A throne is gaudy and has no place in my pack.” The Warlord abolished, glancing towards the more talkative of the two boys. He expected Azure to win this competition he had put into place with the pack, but he would not have his heir getting full of himself. He expected Azure to look after the pack, as much as he did himself. The pride before the fall and all that… if Azure did care for the people, he would deserve to lose the pack. That was a lesson Zee had taught him.

They arrived at the prairie after a time, and his attention moved from Azure and Mortis. He wanted to know how these two could work as a team. His eyes moved over the herds and the open land, and he considered how best to go about this. “Alright, fan out, find me something juvenile, something that doesn't look like it would survive the season. Birds are our communicators.” he said, nodding to the bat, the Kea, and the vulture, as he sent the two boys on their way.