You can see the world

*Drashiel* · 03-15-2014, 10:34 AM

Muscles rippled and surged as the young wolf jerked his head roughly to the side. Between his fangs a tree limb was held fast. The tree itself was small, only about 8 feet high and six inches in diameter but it was a perfect training tool and Drashiel was only continuing to grow larger. Satisfied he dropped it at the entrance of his den. Licking his lips he shimmied his bulk into the den to get at the kill he'd stashed away. A beaver was the one responsible for felling the tree. Drashiel was just about to sink his fangs into the catch when a call rang out in a voice that he didn't recognize but the call itself was unmistakable. Were the warriors finally gathering?

Drashiel was out of his den in a heartbeat and headed towards the gathering. He remained a bit suspicious as the call was clearly male. Was Argent unable to hold the meeting? He had to admit he was a bit disappointed. He'd heard of Argent's prowess in battle and her great deeds in the Siege. Argent, sight-stealer. Like Roman she was quickly becoming a hero of his and he hoped to meet and perhaps train with her some day but for now he'd settle for this stranger.

Drashiel entered the gathering and noticed the slate colored male that made the call. The green eyes immediately gave him away as some sort of family member. The color nearly matching his own. He nodded in greeting before settling down. "Drashiel Armada. We're to begin training, right?"

"Speech"

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