boys will be boys

Basilisk had been struggling to be patient waiting for an official rank in the pack. He had participated in countless hunts, and let his grandfather send him on errands helping other wolves to build their dens and workshops. Learning and biding his time, as he tried to prove his worth to the pack.

When Azure summoned him and Levi, and it had an official feel to it, the young boy was quick to move. Trotting to his father and coming to a stop before the older (and shorter) wolf. He nodded his head towards his father in polite greeting. “Father” He said softly, and settled into a seated position in front of him. Waiting for the other to explain why he had called them here.


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