Legion of One

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The male had not seen hide nor hair of this brute in quite some time. The first time that he had seen him, he had been in Glaciem and called himself its King. Aeron did not remember much about the russet man, but he had been there, been there around the same time of his mother that had vanished soon after they had agreed to live in the snow beast's lair... and then she left, and he left alongside his family, and Aeron of course, followed suit. So why was this male here? Where was his family? Vaguely he remembered the smell of hormones - his woman had been pregnant hadn't she?


The little spawn of the red beast must have been the girl that spoke up earlier. She was bold, wasn't she? To call another lupine that was clearly older than she was an idiot. Although - she may have just been young? The yearling couldn't be sure, although he did know that she was nothing like he or his own quiet sibling. Silana, Aeron could never forget. She was embedded into his memory, a part of him despite her muteness. If anything it made her a more omnipresent force in his mind - she could be a thousand miles away, or she could be right beside him, the silence meant nothing. Vaguely he knew that he missed her, but the ebbing curiosity as to why the red man was claiming a new land, and what he wanted of his subjects would lead him here momentarily.


He would wait near the edges of this gathering, his dual toned eyes fixed on the lupine that were slowly filing in.