Right of passage

Basilisk wasn’t left waiting long before Spider came bounding out of the tree house. The young pup immediately ambushed him, racing into his arms. Laughing, Basilisk leaned down and caught them, swinging them into the air for a brief moment. “Happy birthday, kiddo.” He said, releasing Spider and ruffling a giant paw between their tiny ears. He didn’t know the exact date, but the changing of the season marked it.

“Every warrior should have a companion to fight beside them. This is yours, Spider. A birthday present from your mother and I” He explained, crouching down low to the ground so Spider could admire the bird properly


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