More Growl.

Hikaru felt the restlessness of his paws as his inner workings began to swim. Since he arrived at the Armada he felt at home, like he’d finally found where he belonged. Easily Hikari had attributed the fact to how well he integrated into the pack but as time went on he realized it was not the pack, but underneath Mort’s wing was where he belonged.

Everything was hard to focus on as his pale white paws were sucked into the mucky swamp as he continued into unknown territory. Commotion caught his attention and Hikaru struggled to find some high ground to see what was going on. He managed and when his silvery gaze fell on the dual toned form he felt recognition.

Without hesitation Hikaru jumped into the fray, Chimera was already at it’s tail so without thinking much Hikaru aimed to dance in front of the creatures face, to one distract and also keep from falling prey himself.