That deafen us like hurricanes

Grimoire

Things were changing. For better or for worse, he didn't know yet. When Sirius had stepped down and Basilisk took up the mantle, the earthen male had watched everything unfold from the mouth of his quarters. He didn't care to interfere or join in the unrest. He didn't have anything quite at stake, he was just here to live his life and mind his business. Ansem, on the other hand, seemed rather anxious about the whole thing. But Grimoire understood why. He had a lot of family within the Armada, and when they started going at each others throats (or rather, Basilisk's), Ansem had been nearly driven into a panic at what the future might hold. The pair often spent a lot of time together and worked in silence, but when he noticed Ansem go still, Grim dusted off his paws and touched his shoulder. There was a pack meeting, and regardless of who held power now, they had to attend. He doubted the new alpha would take kindly to anyone ignoring his call. He motioned for Ansem to follow, and together headed to where the others had been gathering.

The earthen male quietly made his way to the group, amber gaze watching the younger male from the corner of his eye. Was he going to take his chance and leave now? Or would he stay to see what happened? Whatever he chose, it wouldn't bother him. While he liked Ansem's company well enough, the boy could make his own choices. For now, Grimoire moved to sit at the edge of the group while Ansem went to sit with his sister.

"Grimoire

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That deafen us like hurricanes

Pack Meeting! Deadline 6th of april

Grimoire