Take three hundred and fifty four

*Mortis* · 07-10-2020, 03:16 AM

The winged heir made his way from the beach, to the outskirts of the Armada pack territory. He knew Malalia was on roster for patrol, and would be the most likely place to find his friend. He felt he hadn’t seen her much since the start of Spring. It didn’t help that he had thrown himself head over heels into training.

With a sigh, he stretched his wings and neck muscles as he made his way to the border, taking the opposite direction of the one Malalia would be walking. He knew it would be only a matter of time until he found her. He could help her finish the patrol, and then challenge her to a rematch. He had been putting in the hours, working until he felt his dreams were filled with the motion of battle.

"Mortis"

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