DJ Turn It Up [MEETING]

Chaos was awakened with a rough nudge as fading echoes of his father's voice rang muffled through the den. "Nooooooooooo lemme sleep don't wanna uuuuugh," he groaned, rolling to attempt to evade his mother. They'd been out late, did they have to go to a meeting? But she was relentless and finally, still grumbling, the leggy youth followed her out of the den. Well, he was a yearling now, so he guessed he'd have to start being more responsible and stuff. He perked up; maybe Dad was going to give him and Rhys'n'Rhyme offical mentors and that's why there was a meeting. He'd been lagging behind his mother up until that thought hit him, and he put on a burst of speed to come skidding into the meeting much more bright-eyed. "Dad!" he burst out, wanting to ask, but shut his mouth with a click when he realized how many others of their packmates had already appeared, thinking better of asking.