Training's Over [Meeting]

Whilst Ajax hadn't been swimming he'd been near the water, so his bro Jack was close enough. His tail had healed up well enough, but the thoughts and experience that had come with the injury still lingered, like a thorn in his paw he couldn't quite yank out. He was quiet, didn't like to spend much time with his siblings or pack mates these days. From the outside looking in it likely seemed as though he was going through a moody and broody phase, but it all felt deep-rooted in his chest, like there was a hole there now. A hole he had to fill with something, but what? Nothing seemed like it would ever be enough.

He joined the meeting late, but better than never. Mum was chatting away, telling them about the next raid and it felt so...same old he had trouble paying attention. Did he want to fight? Yeah, he guessed. It used to be something he liked, something that made him smile as he bonded with the others. But now?

"I'll fight too." He said simply, voice quiet, like he had to shove the words out from behind gritted teeth.