Training Time - surprise

When Kotoro’s call rang out in the pack lands, Basilis paused. For a split second, he thought his Uncle had called him back for another lesson, then he realised his name alone wasn’t in the summons. Curiosity getting the better of him, he abandoned the beach and raced towards the gathering. He arrived as Morgawr was approaching, and he brushed up against his small sister, before glancing over at Makara - even now, already, he knew he needed to keep an eye on her.

She seemed fine, and there was Callie, a little out of breath, and Levi, his expression as bland as ever. Bouncing forward, Basilisk nudged his way to the front of his group. A place he was accustomed to being. “Uncle Kotori” he said in way of greeting, showing off his knowledge of this warrior Uncle.


"Basilisk Fatalis"