Testing Time (Meeting)

He had woken up to a rather...interesting surprise. It wasn't the sun of spring nor the fleeing cold of winter that woke him, but rather an odd feeling in his sleep. At first he paid it no mind, subconscious mind thinking it was a dream. But the more he felt it, the more he realized and he woke with a jolt. His den had been steadily flooding, and being near the rapids it didn't take too long for it to flood completely. Struggling out of the dense mud and sucking water, the large male managed to pry free of his once den and stared forlornly at it, standing up to his elbows in mud. Flattened ears and grumbling were all that possessed him, a certain emptiness that he no longer had his own safe place where he felt he could go when he was feeling depressed.

When he heard Bass' call, the male sighed and turned away from his den. Now ruined with mud and water. His coat was wet and thick layers of mud clung to his pelt as he made his way towards the thickets,and while it didn't hinder him as much as it would the smaller members, it was still hard. It took him a little while to get to thickets, blue gaze finding the alpha and a few members already sitting around the rocks. Hopping up and leaving the sucking mud behind, he chose his own rock that seemed it could seat another one or two companions...if they chose to sit anywhere near him. Irritated gaze looked up at Bass, a nod if respect for once offered. While they had gotten into a fight of their own sometime after the siege, Bass had beaten him fair and square...albeit with dirty play. But Zell was over it, and so he sat wondering what was in store with this meeting.