Sneak

Citadel wanted to push every boundary that had ever been given to them. He was already grounded from his last stint out of the pack, and was being watched like a hawk. The only time the attention on him slacked was at bed time. When all of them were sleeping together in a pile. He knew that while his father was there, there was no chance of sneaking out under the watchful eye of the Warlord.

But today, Basilisk had been called away on some alpha business late in the night, and showed no sign of returning any time soon. Now was his best chance. He lay awake and still for a little while longer, before finally, slowly, pulling himself free from his siblings. He snuck towards the door, taking care with each movement he made. He slunk through the door, left a crack open by their far. Fresh air awaited him, and in a few heartbeats he moved towards it. Out of the den, and on the little veranda before the slope down into the Col.






"Citadel Fatalis"