You Better Be Good To Me

A summoning howl reached ivory audits, causing the dame to lift her head from her meal. Skull tilted to the side. It was an unfamiliar sound, but came from the Beta. With curiosity growing, paws carried her to the source, where other wolves had already began to gather. She dipped her head in greeting before taking her seat amongst the others, waiting to see why they had all been called.

"speech" thought