Mischief Unbound

Picking their head up from their paws, Abyss watches their mother with an unwavering eye, absorbing her announcement and replaying it in their young mind. They were allowed to leave the pack lands now. Truly, Abyss didn’t feel a need to leave The Syndicate- perhaps that would change as they got older. Why would they leave now? The Syndicate’s territory was vast, just as mother said. There were plenty of training opportunities and a ton of siblings and cousins alike to play with. Why leave?

Still, they were granted permission to explore beyond the borders, if they wished it. They just needed to take a raven, or ask their mother or father to accompany them. Simple enough. Nodding, Abyss expresses their compliance with her instructions, pulling themselves to their paws to follow their siblings outside the den.

Emerging from the den, Abyss isn’t surprised to see three of their siblings starting to spar. They decide to stay on the sidelines, observing with a stoic expression and deciphering who they believe will be the winner of the brawl.

"Abyssinica"