Testing Time (Meeting)

The spring had come with a bang, the snow had seemed to melt in a blink of an eye. But the river was pushing its boundaries, flowing far too quickly for his liking. He knew that before long it would be completely flooded, making that part of their territory very dangerous. It had pushed the prey away, and the muck that had settled in the rest of the land made everything gross. It had sucked his paws all the way to the rustling thickets, coating his pale legs all the way up to his knees. His nose wrinkled as he fought his way to a more dry area of the territory. At last he spotted a rocky outcrop, and he picked his way to the tallest rock, leaving the lower ones for his member to settle on. Tipping his head upwards Bass called out for his pack, demanding that every member show up. He had a plan, and was excited to put it into action. Not everyone had been able to fight at the siege, and Bass wanted the whole pack to be prepared for anything that came it way. He wanted to elect two captains and allow them to pick their teams, dividing the pack into two seperate halves. From there, he wanted a false war to be launched. Everyone would be fighting, just like it was truly a war, even the healers. His tail curled around his muddy legs he waited, obvious excitement in his yellow gaze.

"Speech"
'thoughts'