Learn to move as one

Wynter followed eagerly behind Basilisk with her brothers and father, her new armor and dagger in place and her companions at the ready. She had missed out on the last raid, but this time she wasn't going to miss a thing. The energy from both of her brothers was contagious and by the time they got to the Avalon border and Basilisk called for their opponents she was grinning from ear to ear and all but ready to sprit across the border to find her first opponent. There was a first time for everything and the first time was always the sweetest. She loved having new experiences and learning new things and she was considering this an all new kind of learning experience. A chance to really put everything she had learned so far to the test and maybe even see what things she could improve on. She leapt in behind Ollie, searching for the Avalon wolves that they should be facing.

"Wynter Fatalis"