Soren wasn't a cub anymore, he is an adult now, he needed to figure out his life. He had gone with the flow for much longer that he should have. It was time he get on with it. He needed to man up so to speak. He had decided he was going to be a Reaver, a great reaver. His momma might have been a thrall but his daddy was a Reaver, a great Reaver.
Today was the day for the first step Soren was going to find a Captain willing to take him out on his first viking. Soren had high hopes of finding a great Captain. He head listened to the stories in the pride he knew of the ones that were brutal and harsh, Soren didn't want to work for them. He had decided on one Captain and now it was time to find him and some how convince him he was worth taking a chance on.
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