Come Softly, Come Swiftly

*Creed* · (This post was last modified: 10-12-2015, 02:46 PM by Creed.)

Creed hadn't missed the nod Surreal had given him when he arrived and he smiled softly back before settling back to wait for the rest of those summoned to arrive. He couldn't help but survey them with keen interest as more wolves came to the meeting. He'd expected it to be a small affair really. After all how many could really be in Surreal's inner circle?

It was the arrival of a brown male that caught his attention. He'd arrived after himself, but it wasn't the male that piqued his interests but the female that seemed glued to his hip. It brought back an itching feeling, similar to when he'd first come across Surreal's scent, and he couldn't help but stare at the woman. She smelled of another pack but that made no difference. She bore the markings of himself and his family. She was another color than himself as he'd been a bi of an oddity in his family, but she was still very much recognizable. It was a child of Ocena and Gargoyle, he was sure of it.

He shifted anxiously on his paws quite ready for the meeting to be over with. He wouldn't dare approach the woman now but he was eager to go see for himself. He'd just have to wait though. Instead he studied the rest of the group. It seemed everyone had arrived. He took note of the rest of Surreal's children and then the brown blinded male that he could only presume was Falk, Surreal's mate. It was finally nice to have some faces to match up to the names.

Finally the meeting started and he listened intently with his ears pricked forward. She mentioned many things and he perked up at the mention of his name. He couldn't help but give her a toothy grin as she paired him up with herself and her mate should he wish to come along. He gave a nod, not wishing to interrupt, but it was his consent nonetheless.

"If an when th' siege occurs Ah'd like to help in any way Ah can."

He wasn't good with herbs but he could fight and he could always run errands if needed. So whether a message needed delivering or an herb needed to be fetched he could do both. With his services offered though and seemingly not much else to talk to he took one more glance to Avalon and then slunk away from the meeting already forming a plan on seeking the female out later on in the evening.

-Exit Creed unless stopped-

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