Valon leaped from rock to rock, his claws scrapping on their hard surface, until he had managed to climb to the top of the tallest stone. He sat and took a moment to adjust the bright red scarf around his neck before he slowly lifted his head to the sky. "Nothing's changed here. Fishing Stones are still the same." the serval sighed, "I wish I could say the same for our Empire."
Valon paused, admiring the fluffiness of the clouds as they rushed by above, before he whispered to himself again, "Things have more than changed since you left, Azra. Air Empire is nothing like is was. A lot of the old members are gone now, but we've gained a lot of new gladiators and apprentices too...all of the Empires are getting back on their paws actually."
"I'm still keeping your promise. As long as we're all together under one sky, we'll keep fighting against the Bounty Hunters." Valon closed his eyes to let a brief gust of wind blow his scarf before he glanced back at the sky and smiled.
)