Shadewood Change

Vorilye followed - it felt like that was the only thing he knew how to do, and part of him resented that. As Themis spoke of the pack, Vorilye found himself more intrigued. The Hidden Ones... He grimaced to himself. He was hiding. He'd travelled so far to be free of Vex, and even so, he was still... uncertain. He left these thoughts as Themis spoke again, and he smirked softly.

"I was given power - I acted as a beta of sorts for my sister, Vex. But she and our father constantly reminded me that I was still powerless in other ways." Vorilye's tone turned bitter. "I don't yet know what it is I seek. Perhaps, just the chance to lead my life the way I want it." He frowned, the scars pulling at his muzzle. He looked down to Themis. "I can fight. That's what I was bred for." Built to take things by force, shaped by Vex and Jaganatha to be something their enemies feared. And now he was here, helping to build a new pack. How things had changed.