Make Way For Young Blood

This battle was for bloodier then the last. He looked at his youngest children thay had come along with others of the pack to bear witness. He saw little Ophelia hidden in Morts wings, and Gossy, who showed far more interest in the pack. He settled besides this daughter and pointed to the match, explaining to her the balance and technique each wolf was using. Turning the battle into a short lecture on fighting, until it finished.

Then it was done, the win far more earned, and high praises for both Naiche and his diaghter in his heart. He stepped up besides Asla, grabbing her paw in his, and lifted it high above the ground, scanning the eyes of those that had come to watch. “Congratulations to Aslatiel for her victory. The position of Reaper is safe from challenges for four weeks. Settle in, my Reaper, learn your role, and challenge our warriors ways of thinking. The pack thrives by the doings of its leaders.” He released her paw, and kissed her cheek. Stepping away from the crowd, but leaving here to soak it in longer if she so wished. “I will find you later today, Asla.” He promised her. He needed to outline the role she had earned. For now, he needed to steal some moments with Magnus.