Learn to move as one

Wylan was ready and eager to be a part of this next raid. His last one had gone incredibly well for him, and he had high hopes for today's success. He trotted after his Warlord, and moved into Avalon lands with the rest of the raiding party. Glacier and his still unnamed sheep trotted along on either side of him. His wings were lightly unfurled, trailing the air on either side of him as he waited to meet the wolves of Avalon.

He wanted to meet them, engage with them, and part on good terms. That was the way the Fatalis yearling rolled. Once he was fully across the border, he let his eyes move this way and that, searching out a potential opponent to appear over the grassy range.

"Speech"