Take a Bite and Let it Linger

Another day, another call to action. Sol and Khonsu turned from their fire, begrudgingly accepting that the items within would burn the same without supervision. They brushed the debris from their paws, gave one last look at the flame, and headed out to meet Aresenn's call. Others had reached the makeshift battlefield first and so the twins found themselves a place at the gathering's edge.

Uncomfortable with potentially drawing more attention to themselves, they kept their greetings subdued. They gave a respectful nod to each attending wolf - and a bow to the King - before allowing themselves to fade into the background and wait. Perhaps one day they would feel comfortable among the Saxe horde, but today was not that day.

Sol & Khonsu