bad moon rising

Mojito was definitely on edge, the shift in the world felt wrong and he wasn't certain what he really wanted to do next. He was worried that with Asla wanting to take the pups soon that she would be forcing them out into a world more dangerous than what she was used to and he was loath to leave the Armada without his help... But he also refused to let her take his daughter from him, and if his gut feeling was right then he wasn't going to leave the kids with only their mother to protect them. Mojito sighed as his paws carried him towards the sea. He spotted the male from some nights ago and curious Mojito picked up his pace to stand next to him.

"What are you looking at?" He asked, then answered his own question by following the man's gaze to the crystal outcropping.

"Speech!"

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