This will be his only post. oh oh and lead up to subplot XD.
Maza shifted from side to side his heart pumping with an eager rush, he gripped the large wooden mace in his palm loosening and tightening it as he chanted with the others. If there was one thing he was good at it was fighting in war and today he would get to add more victory to his name. He smiled menacingly as he took glance at his brothers in arms he did not worry in the slightest. Everything he had learned had him truly believe that skill would outweigh the numbers. One of the young wolves that had apparently been a part of the pack before he came along nearly bumped into his side. He growled with a slight annoyance. Be still little one. The time is coming. He smiled as he looked off into the distant fog. She had told him she was going to warn them of their arrival. The male nodded, the logic of it seemed simple enough. As she started to leave though his brow furrowed in slow thought. Eventually something about it had not seemed right and his gaze turned to her as she disappeared into the mist.
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