Thalos was grateful for Arkay’s presence. He would feel his brother leaning against him, and the young man would listen as their pale alpha began to explain things. There were some changes to Abaven that he didn’t fully understand. What was the point to changing the ranks exactly? It was a subject that was, at the time, a little more advanced for his young mind. But what he did pay a little more mind to was the mentioning of mentors and apprentices. He wasn’t sure who he’d want as a mentor besides his cousin, but he knew at once what he wanted to do for the pack.
“I’d like to fight too, Bass.” He would glance to his brother, wondering if they would be trained together or separately. Then there was talk of a false war... Something that had Thalos wondering quietly to himself. A training exercise of sorts... Would he and his brother be allowed to participate as well? There was also talk of some new members... And some news that had Thalos’ stomach churn.
He might not have known Finch personally, but to know that someone was missing, someone who was part of their family made him sick. Thally would lower his gaze, hoping that Finch would be found soon.
