You Better Be Good To Me

His tail rose into a joyful curl as Collision announced that he would be a Centurion from now on. He was a full fledged healer now, the words of his brother's imprisonment flying over his head entirely. It wasn't until Erani spoke that he realized how heated matters had become in Valhalla. Everyone was talking about a slave and it wasn't long before he realized it was Neo. His brother. He rolled his eyes. He should have known from the very beginning Neo would cause trouble for the whole pack, now he'd driven a divide between the pack over his "Imprisonment" if it could even be called that. Neo was probably just being over dramatic in regards to his punishment. As Collision said they weren't beating or hurting him, and Collision would never lie or exaggerate...Would he? Of course not. They were brothers, he would never lie to him. As if on cue Collision snapped, he shrank back, terrified of the side of his brother he'd never seen before. And then it happened. Erani was demoted to civilian. He shocked and yet, couldn't help but be happy. He was more than a Centurion now. He was THE Centurion. He glanced around for his siblings, hoping one of them would acknowledge this, but they had all but left or were too distracted by their own fights to take note of this fact. That was okay. They'd figure it out eventually. Finally he had a chance to prove himself. He turned tail and ran into the woods trotting merrily, into the woods, a single word echoing in his mind: Centurion.



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