Dragoncrest Cliffs if only the sea could sleep

Artaax felt a fierce pride as nomi spoke to them. He felt the eagerness flow through his veins as though it were a physical thing. He waited to catch her eye as she looked across the group, hoping that she would see in him how ready he was to join this battle. He wanted badly to prove himself. This would be his opportunity to defend his pack and show his family that he was a warrior, worthy of rank and title, fame and admiration. He would make nomi proud. He would make them all proud.

Such were his thoughts while Thur continued to explain the plan. By the end of her speech, he thought he knew everything she had said. He didn't. But that didn't stop him from turning to give a confident glance at Blixen who he knew would share his feelings at hearing this announcement. He found her smirking at him, so his face fell into a frown and he looked away again. At least they were always on the same page on the battlefield, if literally no where else.