King Elk Forest If everything is going well, you've obviously overlooked something

an offer came. well, an offer of sorts. a hostile pack huh? that would be a big change from what he was used to but...to be honest, as much as his family tried to frame him as satan's favourite minion or something along the lines of that, seraph wasn't much of an aggressive wolf. he liked playing tricks, liked messing things up but downright aggressive fighting was a bit too, well, bland. it lacked sophistication, it lacked a certain flair that he craved and loved.

"ah alright, i might check it out sometime," he flashed vein a smile and when it was apparent he was about to leave, seraph gave his companion a cheerful nod. "thanks for lunch, cheers." when the large brute was out of site, seraph gave a huge side and settled into a more comfortable position - though it would look vaguely serpentile and definitely uncomfortable to any bystanders watching - and bit into his dinner. ah. yes. this was life.