TIME FOR DESTRUCTION
02-01-2014, 03:02 PM
Alsander Grey |
Alsander had been daydreaming as he was ambling through the territory, following a deer trail through the tall grass. Io was on his mind quite often, and while he didn?t allow the thoughts to interfere with his duties, he had no problem with letting his mind wander when he was at rest. The challenge howl jarred him free of wistful thoughts, and his eyes narrowed, gold and green gaze hardening. He turned, taking off at a long lope, though pacing himself to keep his stamina running. He sent up a howl to Valhalla before his paws crossed the border, a call to arms, in case of a further battle than just a challenge. Then he was off the territory, heading toward the Battlefield. As he arrived, he dropped into a low trot, coming to stop on his father?s other side, feeling a thrill of pleasure that his father was back, and strong. His aunt was there, Surreal, one of Syrinx? children; my hadn?t they grown since the last time? He took stock of the opposing wolves, his body falling into the defenses. The fight was already underway, and he watched with one eye, hoping his cousin would win out. Even if she lost, he was unworried. They would follow her anywhere. Who needed a pack name? They could make a new one. |