DJ Turn It Up [MEETING]

What? What was that? He knew that call! At least, he thought he did. He bet that was Valentine, calling the pack. He had never spoken with Valentine before, oh, he had to run! He had to go! Sparing only a glance back to the den he kicked off, haring towards the range at top speed. He had to get there before his siblings and mother! And before Mercy, too! And definitely before Illume. Panting, he skidded to a stop - aww, there were other wolves there but that was okay. He was waaaay too busy trying to get his breath back, sides heaving as he flopped his butt down into a sitting position in front of the big boss man, tail wagging lightly as he looked up with bright eyes. "Hello, sir!" he chirped, almost completely cheerfully; an excitement lit up in his eyes as he looked around and took in the other wolves standing next to Valentine. "Sirs and miss," he amended sheepishly, before glancing around him to see if Mercy had shown up yet. Nope. Both disappointed and cheerful he made it before the white-furred dame, he'd turn back to Valentine, excited to hear what the big alpha was going to say. Although, he wasn't that much bigger. He was as tall as his momma now. It was then the orange caught his eye, and he'd stare in wonder at the bright colorful thing, glancing between it and it's owner. It was nearly the color of the owner's eyes, the miss Imperialis, the daughter of Valentine he presumed, and he'd continue to be distracted by it, awe alight in his eyes.