Knocking Neighbors

Redrum knew the raid was coming, but was he ready for it? It was as exciting as it was troubling, wondering if he could prove himself. Those kinds of cloudy thoughts were tossed out the window however. The boy was infected by his brother’s cheer, and as quickly as his troubles appeared did they ebb away like a rotten scent on the breeze. Or maybe that was just how Ripper smelled. Ew. Anyways. The call had rung out, and as proper good sons they took off at a lightning pace to make it there early!

As he raced after his brother Redrum let their boyhood freedom wash away his worries, a wide grin spread across his face by the time they made it to the meeting within the Gorge. Really, he actually couldn’t stop smiling. Nerves, maybe? Coming up alongside Ripper, the boy greeted his mother with his stuck-on grin, skull swiveling to take in the other occupants of the main cavern, then cocking a brow at the ravenous appearance of his brother.