There's a time to wait, and a time to take action
03-02-2016, 01:41 PM
Mortar sat quietly as the last of the stragglers arrived. He felt oddly out of place as he stared out at the rest of the Dono wolves feeling like he didn't quite belong. He'd been aware Glacier's family was big, but he hadn't known it was this big. Were all these wolves related to each other? It was hard to imagine it being that way. His family had been fairly large, but not this large. It was a lot to wrap his head around. Voltage finally arrived and Mortar stared at the yellow on his pelt (the colors would never cease to amaze him with this pack) before averting his eyes remembering it was rude to stare. Instead the meeting started and Mortar shifted his paws from where he sat. He was eager to go out on the beach. He knew they'd be cleaning it up but it'd also give him a chance to explore at the same time. Mortar had an idea about how to do the clean up, but he wasn't very keen on putting the attention on himself so he struggled with it for a few moments before deciding to pipe up. "We could split off into groups." His voice wavered, hoping it wasn't a stupid idea. "Bigger wolves could clean up larger driftwood and debris and different groups could be assigned to cleaning up seaweed and the rest of the litter." Walk, "Talk" Think |