Greek Takeover
Pack Challenge
11-18-2024, 05:03 PM
The call from both the battlefield and his uncle would be easily heeded. If there was action, Titus was bound to be there. The Hallows closest ally and members of their family were being threatened. A feat to do so in his eyes, but then again he had seen the brute that was Basilisk Fatalis. He moved with grace like a cat after his uncle and Ember, keeping on their heels. His muscles sore from a current growth spurt he was going through. Must of been a normal thing though for a near yearling.
As they came upon the battlefield he followed suit of his uncle. He saw the show his uncle made of sitting on the Armada's side and he followed suit. A blatant glare on his face as he sat and took in the faces of the challenger and his supporters. It went without saying if they were so bold as to go for the Armada then they would be stupid enough to fight the only wolves who knew how cultivate their special steel. Carpathian steel was a rarity.
The words from Artorias was given a silent nod. He had only a few words for this. More observation than anything. "Cât de îndrăzneți din partea lor să încerce Armada acum. Sunt un pericol pentru pământ dacă continuă această încercare de a pune mâna pe toate haitele din jur, nu-i așa?" The question more of a rhetorical statement. His hand paws tucked under his tail as he watched. His raven overhead and Nikolai finally catching up and coming to settle to his other side that wasn't occupied. The boy was more than confident that Basilisk would prevail today. His eyes settled on the challengers as he let his companions take up watching the opposing side for hostile movements. If someone decided to make a move it might become a bloodbath, and Titus was ready for that. He had his uncles back no matter what, and his cousin's for that matter.
As they came upon the battlefield he followed suit of his uncle. He saw the show his uncle made of sitting on the Armada's side and he followed suit. A blatant glare on his face as he sat and took in the faces of the challenger and his supporters. It went without saying if they were so bold as to go for the Armada then they would be stupid enough to fight the only wolves who knew how cultivate their special steel. Carpathian steel was a rarity.
The words from Artorias was given a silent nod. He had only a few words for this. More observation than anything. "Cât de îndrăzneți din partea lor să încerce Armada acum. Sunt un pericol pentru pământ dacă continuă această încercare de a pune mâna pe toate haitele din jur, nu-i așa?" The question more of a rhetorical statement. His hand paws tucked under his tail as he watched. His raven overhead and Nikolai finally catching up and coming to settle to his other side that wasn't occupied. The boy was more than confident that Basilisk would prevail today. His eyes settled on the challengers as he let his companions take up watching the opposing side for hostile movements. If someone decided to make a move it might become a bloodbath, and Titus was ready for that. He had his uncles back no matter what, and his cousin's for that matter.
"speech"
Titus has a male white Raven by the name of Andrei, assume he is overhead or somewhere watching even if not mentioned.
Bowen as his mother, Artorias as his alpha and uncle, and Briar as his aunt may enter any of his threads regardless of how they are marked until he is a year of age. Bowen has permission to powerplay him as needed.