The chill of winter bit through his pelt. Eltrys meandered up over the falls to the small hut that was the home of Fenix and his children.
He called out to the father, wanting to speak to him, wondering where the potential path for the grey male would lead in this pack.
"Fenix!" He said as he saw the tired and sorrowful eyes he had seen during the meeting. "Walk with me for a while." He beckoned, "I'm hoping to come to know you better. Haydee told me you held the rank of Deputy before. Tell me about it." Eltrys was a teacher and scholar at heart. He would find a way to weave some kind of lesson or import some kind of knowledge into his interactions with his packmates. Was deputy a type of rank Fenix would like to hold again, or would he be interested in the druidic path?
"Our character is often revealed at our highs and lows... Be humble at the mountaintops, be steadfast in the valleys. Be faithful in between." - marcandangel.
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