Basilisk took some time to get himself ready. Pulling on his armour pieces, including the leather wings that protected his sides. He’s mostly outgrown that by now, the straps extended in three places. He sighed as he fiddled with it. It had suited him when he was younger, but he was no longer so sure about it now. The shoulder spurs came next, resting on his shoulders and strapping under his stomach. He whistled to his companions, and the falcon rested on the reindeer. The panda jumped on his back, long tail curling around a wing as the Heir Apparent trotted out of the tree house, and down to the meeting point.
A great many other wolves had arrived already, but it was by Hazel that he came to a stop. His eyes looking forward, waiting to hear who and why they were raiding.
"Speech"
As his Consort, Ignita can enter any of his threads without warning
Marauder
Bloodletter
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