let me knight all of you!

Void felt bruised and tattered after the raid, he’d never been in fights so intense before. His play fighting with Desolate was nothing compared to what he had experienced in the raid. Even if it was only practice it seemed so real to the young Destruction. He tried not to think too heavily on everything that happened when Theory called out for the participants of the raid. Void mostly tried to be proud of himself, he’d fought to defend Abaven without hesitation, but what if he’d really hurt one of those wolves?

He tried not to think about everything that happened as he appeared on the beach. His looming form towered over Eulogy and Desolate but he fit in well with Theory and Motif. Quietly the silent boy padded over to his mother. Though they hadn’t caught up one on one yet he still offered her an affectionate nuzzle as he sat down close by.