Golden Glade Fire Rise

A silver ear twitched as Charley's voice rang sharply through the early morning air. The twitch was soon followed by a sigh as the silver agouti straightened himself, shaking debris from his fur before sinking back onto his haunches once more, green eyes flickering to the distance. Less than a minute later, Nico exhaled sharply and pulled himself up onto his paws, turning his head to groom his ruffled fur as he ran through his options. He guessed that the pack was ready to be claimed, thus making it a ripe opportunity to leave and join Aeronwyn wherever she was, but another part of him protested, saying that this wasn't the right way to depart.

And deep inside, the soldier knew it too. Charley had given him a home and an offer for a better life and while Nico found something better by himself, he knew he owed it to the King of the Court to stay for a bit longer and when the time came to depart, to offer a reasonable explanation. He owed the man that much, at the very least, and the honorable soldier within him knew that it was the right thing to do. Aeronwyn had said as much, and she wasn't exactly best buddies with the Charley. 

Nico blinked and shook the troubling thoughts away before padding towards the source of the howl. He soon arrived and upon realising he was the first one there, hid a grin. Instead, the agouti approached respectfully, bowing to the King and Queen before taking a step back, green eyes gleaming with mischievous delight as a roguish smile played on his lips.