Feel The Rhythm! Feel The Rhyme! Get On Up! It's Raiding Time! [RAID]

Takeji tried to keep his nerves in check. Or rather, he tried to shove them down into a tiny box and ignore them and pretended that was the same thing. His siblings surrounding him gave the young male a sense of pride and purpose, and a cripplingly intense desire to not fuck this up. No pressure though, right?.. Yeah.

The journey was long but upon their arrival things started to happen very quickly. The Hemlock wolves showed up in smaller numbers than he had feared, but didn't do anything to allay his concerns. Surely it couldn't be this easy? Takeji kept to the outer edges, cautious and watchful. There had to be something more to this, an ambush perhaps or second wave that would circle around from behind. His mind began to tick into overdrive, half-concerned with the battles his siblings were now engaged in but more wary about the other shoe still to drop.

He kept to the outskirts, watching and waiting, as he always did. It wasn't nerves, he wasn't scared, even if his heart was beating like a drum against his ribs. No, he was just being careful. Observing everything he could, waiting for the right moment to strike. Maybe one of his siblings would get ganged up on and he could step in and be of some use, or he could be the first one to sound the alarm if more of their enemies appeared on their flanks. In his mind he knew this was just a friendly engagement, but the tension pulling at every other part of his body disagreed.

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