God Wears Gucci [Meeting]

Mother appeared just moments after the girl had taken a seat, feeling a nudge to her shoulder and watching as the enormous women took a seat beside the man she wanted to be near. Something flickered within the yearling at that, feeling the need to move closer or at least make Amachi move towards her and away from Liar. But instead she would simply inch over a bit, just enough to where she would be beside the woman with half of foot of space between them.

From what she was told by her mother and heard from others when slinking around, the small male that came up with a scar on his shoulder was the Alpha's slave. Shoulders rolled faintly as the girl shifted, ears flicked forward and catching bits of what the man's family said to the creature. Something was wrong with one their newest pups, once she heard that attention was focused elsewhere, not interested.

He was disappointed in their size, equally disappointed that two members did not show, to which they immediately moved in late. Retaliation for their formation was expected, a pack called Threar fell and because of it they should be prepared. His eldest daughter was named Paradox, well, his only daughter from the newest litter with that brown woman. High positions were open to those who worked for it, don't give information to others, entice rogues to join, they would not be allowed to leave easily. Train.

That looked to be it, and with the news Liar was the first to step away to begin a patrol. Mismatched gaze followed, narrowing. She wanted to follow, but that would mean eyes would be on her for stepping out of the crowd she was trying to conceal herself within. So with a silent huff she would look to her mother, waiting for her to stand and leave so she could join.