"Today is the day we take the land that was given to us by the gods themselves!" His words are met with mummers of agreement. The heat of the evening sun drives them forward, clan members nodding their heads and talking low among themselves fills the silence of the cave. Alex licks his dry lips and tastes the faint tang of blood from the kill they made. It makes electricity run through his tail with pride. Static fizzes through the air as they listen to Victor, warrior of the old. "Alex." Alex's head snaps toward Victor, the old mans eyes glistening with amusement as he smiles gently at his grandson. "I want you to a group of three towards the border of darkness and remark it as our land. Can we trust you to lead this expedition?" Others turn towards Alex eyes hopeful as they wish he would take all of them. In the corner of his eye he sees Jason. He's the only one who's not cheering and sits solemnly near the entrance of the cave. Eyes glittering with jealously as he glares at Alex. Alex turns toward him and nods slowly. Jason raises an eyebrow and blinks. Looking away sharply as if embarrassed. "Yes, grandfather, you can trust me. Not only you, but the rest of out people also! Jason, Brea, and my lovely sister. May you come with me to show our enemies who's truly owns the borders?" He clenched his fists as he turned towards his sister. His tail curled gracefully around her as he smiled at him. A single nod made his heart pound even faster. Bowing towards his people he made the sign of Luxray on his chest and walked out. Knowing that the others would follow him, he dashed as light hit him in the eyes. Forcing him to blink once or twice as he heard the footsteps and cheers burst from behind him. At the corner of his eye he caught three shadows alongside him. Courage sparked through his mane and electricity thorough the air. It was time to prove his worth.