Ready, aim...

For the most part, Kavik had simply been existing within the pack. It wasn’t much to his tastes, since he much preferred being a more integral piece of the pack, but given that Manea seemed to have her paws full with whatever cataclysm her husband had brought about their family this time, he settled for living in dull monotony for the time being. When the call for a meeting went out from the alphess’ daughter, Kavik ceased his patrolling near the bridge and made his way toward the lake on the island. He had heard rumors of a raid being set up and already he was itching to get in on some action. Anything to show his promise and prowess to Manea to make her swoon. Arriving after many of the others had, Kavik greeted any who noticed him with a simple nod before taking a seat towards the back of the group, attention set on Avacyn to listen to what the violet fae had to say.

"Kävik av Fjellen"