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Incubus was settling into Ashen rather nicely. He claimed a den in the Shrine territory and had participated in a few solo patrols. But, he hadn't met any of his pack mates yet. Inc was not one to go den to den introducing himself but he knew he had to make some sort of effort. Otherwise he was just going to be known as some creepy hermit. Thus, the inky male made his way towards the northern most border of the Rio, where it touched the Soulless Forest. His goal was to find a good spot to do some fishing and maybe howl to see if anyone would like to join in. As large paws hit the earth a very delightful crunch could be heard. It was the thick of Autumn and the trees along the bank of the Rio, as well as the Forest to the north, were shedding their beautiful auburn leaves. Crunch, crunch, crunch.. The sound followed him as he moved and he couldn't help to enjoy the feeling of crumbling those leaves. As he continued a different idea came to mind. A spar... amidst the leaves. It was an interesting terrain he'd never fought in and could be useful experience. Just as it would be beneficial to practice fighting in snow, mud, or even sand. With this blossoming idea Incubus decided to shoot his head up towards the heavens and call upon anyone in Ashen who was up for a fight. ((Y18 Autumn Fighting Seasonal Skill Prompt - WC: 245)) |