No Back Stabbing

Lingering within the Polar Sound, Sephiran was having a conversation with his falcon companion. Commanding her to keep an eye on his followers from the sky, and report anything that may be treasonous. He had sent her off for her off into the midday sky, watching her flutter away with purpose. And once she vanished into the greenery, Aresenn’s howl broke the silence of the Polar Sound.  A deep, guttural sound rumbled from inside the beast. Driven by curiosity, and his lust for authority. Sephiran followed it to the brute's location, where a small gathering had collected.

Entering the clearing, Sephiran’s demeanor was anything but inviting. Head held high, shoulders rolled forward, tail erect above his hips. Now that he had a group to command, the boy walked with purpose. Daring those beneath him, to challenge his sovereignty. Casting his gaze to Aresenn, before surveying the others. He was here to watch the training, and analyze for weaknesses in his warriors.

note: Seph is just observing, you can skip him in the posting order  

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