Where Do Your Demons Hide?
10-10-2013, 01:39 AM
| Alsander Grey |
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Alsander didn?t think anyone in his family much liked Chrysanthe?s choice in a replacement for Gideon? The tension in Erani and Cormalin, as well as Surreal?s shudder, had cued him in to that. Why send an attack to Glaciem, where the enemy had the advantage of knowing the land, and all the best places for an ambush? Why not draw them here? Where Valhalla would have both numbers and knowledge of their home, and be able to set up an ambush? A quiet grumble thrummed in his chest. Both their Leaders were three years his juniors. How were they supposed to train warriors who mostly were their elders? And he didn?t trust the large russet male. The male?s eyes fairly shone with impending madness. He was going to the call; he had no choice. He was a Gamma, but he wondered why the hell Caerul hadn?t been given a rank. His brother was willing to fight, and was a natural leader. He set his thoughts aside as he stepped into the group, gold and green eyes flicking about the members gathered. Pups? The pups should have been headed on their way to safety in Seracia, since it was quite obvious Syrinx wanted this war very much. He came to settle beside Surreal, noting her expressionless face and ears. Quietly, he let her remain as such, turning his own gaze to the crowd, taking note of each face. |