Learn to move as one

It was late morning when Basilisk and his band of raiders arrived at the lands of Avalon. He could feel the Spring coat on his fur, and rolling across the grassy lands which already grew rich and vibrant with the changing season. He knew Cobie would be expecting them, but he raised his voice and let a challenging cry roll out across the lands before him.

He could feel and hear his wolves behind him as he pressed on into Avalon lands, where the wolves of that pack would meet them. The moment he crossed over, he felt himself prepare himself, on guard for an attack as he waited to see what wolves would appear to face them.


"Basilisk"