Blackfeather Woods words are wind, my friend

Obsidian and slate combined in a flurry as the young brother’s began to clash. Unlike Abraxas, Asthen was one to just into the pursuit of combat without any plan in particular to drive him forward. Instead, the child acted out of pure instinct.

It was this instinct that allowed him to dodge the blow to his neck. He ducked just as his brother came in for the grab. But, despite this, he was all too involved to see what would come next. Unexpectedly, the puppy tumbled sideways at his brother’s landed hit. As he toddled, he reached out blindly in the direction of the younger of the two, his jaws aimed to grab at Abraxas’ shoulder.