Redtail Rise Stars don't wish, They shine

Arion wasn't the most likable wolf on the planet, with his sarcastic and unsocial attitude. He was unpredictable and a free spirit. But if there was one thing reliable about him was his steadfast loyalty and protectiveness to his friends, family, those he cared deeply about. Betraying them was simply out of question in his mind, in fact, he did not even understand why wolves would betray those that they cared about and loved. It was absurd.

The stallion drew back when she shook her head and licked a paw boredly, wondering if he should go back into his den and continue gnawing the stupid bone. But then Lacinia spoke, saying she needed to trust him as a servant first before she could trust him to be a friend. Arion withheld a scoff, after all, he, doing what she wanted now was simply what he was doing in hopes to be her friend. In his mind, he was not her servant at all.

Suddenly Aklaq leaned against his side, her dark fur touching his own chocolate one and spoke. "I've been trying to earn my warrior trade," the stallion began, "I'm nearly there though, just a few more fights and I will be able to become an official warrior. I chased a loner out from our territory this morning, gave hip a ripped ear and a couple of scars to remember me by," a grin crossed his maw when he pictured the loner's face. "I also caught an elk in the afternoon."