OOC: Anyone on? O.O
Anbu smiled gently, he lifted his silver muzzle and shook his head. "No need to worry about me- i'm fine." As Anbu spoke with Bryn, Illiad exited the Warrior's den. He silently began to pad out of camp, not in the mood for food. The Brute who looked so much like his father seemed so serious all the time- and so mysterious. When Leaf padded up to her brother, Illiad barely said a word to his younger sister. He had grown less social since he'd been made a warrior, but Leaf had to wonder- this was absurd! He never even smile!















