Clearing away the cobwebs

He grinned at Spider, amused at their declaration. He knew he hadn’t taken the role of Heir as seriously as he could have. Perhaps a little bit of competition wouldn’t have been the turning point for him. “I believe you just might” He agreed.

“The rank comes with a certain level of responsibility. The ability to make decisions regarding wolves lower ranked than you, including discipline or encouragement. There won't be many wolves above you” The rank of Heir was a high one, and intended to keep it that way. “In return, I expect your support in meetings, and changes in the pack. I don’t know what sort of pack I want the Armada to be yet, but can I count on you?” He asked his Heir.


"Basilisk Fatalis"