It’s time for… mating?

Ares awoke before dawn and went off on a run. Yet he could not concentrate on it. Ares pushed up a boulder. Yet he could not concentrate.

The fluttering within his stomach, the queasiness from his wound, the tingling going through his body.

Today was the day, after all.

Ares dropped into the river, the cold rushing through his body as he shook violently. Yet he could not concentrate on it. The flutter did not leave, nor did the queasiness, nor the tingling.

He stood up away from the water and then stared out to the forest ahead. He was half terrified and half excited, and he was sure there were other halves out there that he couldn't feel at the moment.

Ares then finished bathing and walked back to his tent where he slipped into some casual clothes, before then Orndu walked up to him. He motioned with his head and Ares followed, taking with him his three children.

"How are you feeling?" Rori asked when Ares approached him.