itching and itching and itching - for a fight!

Grimshaw was content lazing about in the plains doing everything in his effort to think about anything else besides everything else that had been on his mind lately. He started with wondering when Sirius or Azure would bring them all together for another meeting, when they would raid some pack, or if anything fun was planned soon. Grimshaw needed something else in his life, something else to think about and look forward to besides every waking moment being filled with memories of the Long Night and every dream (without the safety of Malachai's embrace) being far too painful to sleep.

It was the day after a night he chose to stay away from Malachai's den that he found himself being lazy in the fields after his chores and errands. When a little voice called out looking to be useful, he popped his head up and suddenly became visible in the grasses where a moment ago, his dark coat was completely hidden. After spotting the pale child, Grimshaw rose and took a few slow steps forward. "Useful, hmm?" He asked the small girl, unsure of her name. His mind had been everywhere else but learning the names of Azure's kids - oops.

"Speech."