The bigger they are

Ever since he talked over things with Resin, he started to feel like he had to make it up to his father some how. He hadn't figured out exactly how he was going to do that yet, but he had at least started with going to his trainings on time without complaining and just trying to be nicer to him in general. While he was lingering around the castle, racking his brain for something he could do, when he heard his father calling for wolves to participate in a hunt. His ears perked and he looked out toward the border of the pack curiously, wondering to himself why he was all the way out there instead of coming closer to the castle to call for them. Either way, he whistled for Aquila and then trotted off to go find Ulric, his eagle companion swooping down from a near by tree and gliding through the air above him. "Hey, dad," he said with the faintest smile once he got close, giving a look around the bare garden. Well, whatever they were going to be hunting it wasn't going to be here.

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