No more time for playing!

Kestrel heard the aggressive growl as it sounded out across the moor. He paused and listened to it, hearing the call to come. He trotted to the meeting point, along with the other warriors. This would be his first raid in the Hallows, and a chance to earn his keep, and pay back this pack for the healing they had provided him.

He took a seat in front of the white and purple mottled girl, and listened to what the young wolf had to say. She spoke of a pack called Obscura, which meant little to him. More things he needed to learn, but he would learn on the fly.


"Kestrel"