Redtail Rise israfel

Prophet. Relic did not dwell on the loss of the man he had inherited his eyes from. Their interactions had been few and far between. Augur was more of a father than that man had ever been. Shaped in both of their images, he would continue to do them proud. For the Rise. For Wealda. 

He did as she bid, raising his head to it's full height. He was slightly taller than his mother, so it was only natural that his skull hovered inches above her own. Down into her indigo eyes he gazed. Nothing but the warmth of a son and the boldness of fierce warrior and keeper of the Rise. 

What she asked - no, commanded of him, made his heart swell. Fill the role of Berserkr. Take the title that Prophet once held. He did not expect this to come so soon. But it made perfect sense. The time was now. He had seen war, defended his rank and won. Partook in many successful hunts. Was always one of the first to respond in driving off trespassers. He had even gone toe to toe with Augur.

Rumbling deep, the dark line of his lips curled. "Then, Berserkr I will be. Yours. For the Rise."