Porcupine Ridge One Step Closer To The Edge

Warbone didn't think of it then, but eventually he would need to have a conversation with Saena about choosing their betas. He figured it would be most logical to each choose someone they preferred, and let the others fall where they would, but that would be a topic for another time. He had met Zephyr the same amount of times he had met Saena before dedicating his life to her, so it stood to reason that he might have the broken Maverick as his own choice, lest he proved incapable of drawing himself out of the funk that had driven him to the edge of the ridge, and nearly over it.

Giving a satisfied snort to his companion's reply, he shoulder-bumped him eagerly, before taking up a strong trot in the direction of the trails he had crossed before. Successful or not, Warbone had earned the vale another viable protector to its ranks.