Where the Wild things are

Weeks of hard work and discipline finally yielded the results Gossamer had desired. She was back in fighting shape and finally able to assist in patrols as per normal. She'd been focused on herself, on healing body and mind but it was high time to get back into assisting her pack and also touching base with her remaining litter mate, Aris. They were the only two who still called the Armada home and it felt like ages since she'd had a proper conversation with her sister.

Gossamer was working out what to even say when she heard Basilisk calling them together for a raid meeting. Her conversation with Aris would need to wait. This was the challenge she'd been waiting for. A chance to test herself after so much hard work.