Go the Distance

Wylan laughed lightly as Seneca gave the water a try and then decided that perhaps he would start with something a little cooler. “You're a better fisher than me. You can read maps I can’t… but you have nothing on my ability to withstand the head!” He yelled, his voice rising in a victory crow as he leaped into the water with a splash, heading into the deeper area - and having to go much further than Ignita to get there.

He spread his wings out against the surface of the water, touching the ground with the tips of his toes as he too began to circle. “So, did you have a good first day in the Armada?” He asked Seneca, tucking it on to Iggy’s question about where the other wolf grew up.


"Wylan Fatalis"