Stone Circle Thunder Glow

Ever since the day his mother had taught him how to properly mark the borders, Ezra had been practicing on just about anything he could find. A rock, a tree, a stick, you name it and the boy probably went and peed on it. He was anxious to practice on the borders, so when he noticed the familiar pale figure of Birk in the distance, Ezra quickly marched towards the nu’s direction. At first he thought about directly approaching the new recruit but decided against it and fell into his usual state of observing from a distance.

He trailed behind the older male at a comfortable length, watching with slight jealousy as Birk marked the borders and continued on his way. The grayscale boy wondered when he’d get to approach the borders again without adult supervision. He understood the reasoning behind being cautious and would never break his mother’s rule, but he had to admit it was rather troublesome to go and search for a grownup every time he wanted to practice his trade. Yes he’s young but he’s a growing boy and a big one too. He just wants to be as reliable as the next guy.