Dragon Slayer[MEETING]
The masked male would twitch an ear at the sound of the call. He figured his sister-in law would be calling a meeting soon, but he would make no motion to move right away. He was a man to take his time with things, doing it on his own time unless it was something he was calling others for. He had always been that way. Sure, some got mad at him for being late to a meeting, but really, his time was not generally used to rush to the beck and call of others. If they absolutely needed him, they would have to wait for him to show up. If he felt like it, that is.
The man would wait a while. Body still as he stared out over the waters from his log perch, simply contemplating about life. He had come far in his five years of life, plenty of good times and bad...though one memory would continue to haunt his life. Finally, after long minutes of silence, he hopped off his perch and made his way towards the meeting. His pelt had been neatly groomed as always, though the fur on top of his head continued to defy him by sticking up in all directions. As he neared the group, he looked over the backs of those present, and so far it wasn't very impressive but he figured it would be now that he had arrived.
He'd walk on the edges of the crowd, taking a seat on the direct opposite of the gathered group across from Surreal. He didn't know anyone but Arian yet, but that would soon change with the position he now held. Quietly, he scanned the group and wondered who he was in charge of. He wasn't quite sure who the Forces were, but whoever they were would have an early morning wake up call after this meeting was over. |
