Castaway

Bronze wasn't left waiting for long at all. When the slightly younger man came into view he acknowledged him with a respectful dip of his head, his eyes roving briefly over his features. As a wolf who mostly kept to himself, he'd never really gotten a chance to look at Basilisk properly, but now that he did he was impressed. He'd always noted his unusual size, but his features made him an even more impressive Warlord.

"I've outgrown my Apprentice rank," he stated simply, concisely. He'd trained and fought hard enough now that he expected a promotion was a fair thing to ask for and he had no qualms about further proving himself if he needed to. "My sole interest is in fighting. In defending the Armada," Bronze added.

Art & Code by Rex 2023