Today's Another Day

Had Ren known that this pack was home to Glacier, the blue boy would have been quite overjoyed - he remembered the blue giant, so huge... especially to the season-old youngling he had been at the time. He was, of course, still absolutely a youngling, even if he was trying his best to be professional and adulting and the like.

His head tilted at the words 'sir polaris'. Was that mocking? There was laughter, but it didn't seem to be mean like how Zephyra's could be. He'd follow the golden wolf's lead, sitting down elegantly, though his tail was flopped behind him instead of prettily curled around his paws. He'd crack a grin at the king of Donostrea, chuckling again at the later sorta. "That's really awesome," he commented. A pack, completely comprised of family? Both scary-sounding and awesome sounding. And littermate? "Who's your littermate?" he questioned, unable to resist the curiosity bubbling up inside of him.

He'd feel less bad about being so curious when Voltage asked his own question, and he'd tilt his head. "Well, I've lived here my whole life. But we only became a pack a short while ago." After Arian died, the mate of the wolf whom Marina was replacing as alpha.

"Speech"