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Raid!
08-30-2023, 08:10 AM
Corvus had only participated in one raid before, and the experience had been... upsetting, to say the very least. He'd been told in advance about the raid but he'd still been forced to fight his closest friend, and though he'd won it hadn't felt like a win at all to him. This was an entirely different scenario though. A stranger called them to defend their resources, for no apparent reason, and Corvus would defend them - just as he would his own flesh and blood. He'd come to Avalon to settle down and live a peaceful life, but it was no surprise at all him that not all wolves respected that. He knew as well as anything that not all wolves were good, and that those that were would be in constant juxtaposition to those that were not.
A sigh fell from his lips as he headed toward the call. A handful of them had already arrived, though he urged his children to stay away from the fighting, for they were not yet old enough. He was still to defend them until they were ready and capable. He made a mental note to make sure they all had ample fighting lessons when they were older, before he and Twig... his thoughts trailed away then, not wanting to linger on those dark thoughts right now, not when he had to focus on defending his pack.
It was no surprise to him that Corbie urged them to remain peaceful, though the leader of the group that opposed them seemed keen on anything but. He wouldn't be the first to strike though, and he wouldn't be surprised if none of Avalon did, either. He stood his ground and waited, assessing his opponents and preparing for what was to come.
