training the new growth [Ashen Meeting]

Stolas had, ashamedly, been very withdrawn as a pup. He didn't boast the exploratory nature his sister Seere had, and as such mostly remained around the palace and the beaches, learning the world from quiet observations of everything happening around him. He realized he needed to be more present with his pack, and with his family. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy being around them, after all; they were his family and he loved them dearly. So, with a new commitment to doing better to be an active part of his family and pack, young Stolas headed to answer his aunt's call for the younglings.

The near-yearling had almost reached his adult height by now, just a few inches shy of matching his sire in terms of tallness. He dwarfed his other siblings by a good margin, and he retained a lanky and long-legged form as he approached his adolescence. Dark coat of swirling gradients of black and crimson shifted as he approached the meeting, spotting a number of other wolves gathered, including his siblings and cousins. "Hello, everyone," he greeted them politely and with a chipper yet reserved smile, bowing his head respectfully to their Empress and his aunt before finding a place near his family so he could be present with them, dark graphite eyes focused on Venom to give her his rapt attention.

"Stolas Abraxas-Destruction"