every step that I take (ABAVEN)

The boy was quiet as he watched the stranger speak, his gaze somewhat scrutinizing. His words seemed a bit uncertain and he found his nose wrinkling in distaste at his wary manner of speech. This was a leader? He seemed so young and fragile, compared to his own father. Certainly nothing like he imagined a leader, but he knew little outside of Abaven and he would slowly recline to his haunches as he watched the meeting unfold. They spoke of an alliance, and he felt his chest expand slightly as a flare of pride gripped him at his father's own manner of speaking. He explained what their pack was all about, hinting at some sort of trade-off for an alliance, and he grew more curious as he listened to what might come from this conversation.