The Silence Is Deafening [Pack Meeting]

Finally. It was with some relief that Regulus padded into the main chamber ofthe den's cave. The muzziness in his head was clear, he could breathe, and - best of all - he wasn't sneezing, coughing, battling a runny nose or bleary eyes, and he was free of the den. Free to get back to work patrolling, seeking out prospective new members to fill out their ranks, and strecth his legs. Mother, however...

Regulus was finishing off a patrol when his mother’s voice rang out, a demanding howl to the pack. He was whirling on his hocks and launching toward her voice before he had a truly conscious thought beyond ‘Oh, hey, she’s out of the den’. When your mother yelled that way, you did not keep her waiting. So he was stretching out in great bounding leaps to double-time it to the meeting. He was… first! Except for his cousin Kavdaya, of course.

He nodded quickly to his mother, vaulting up beside her and taking his seat as the Heir, Cinder popping out of the bushes and hopping up to sit between his paws. As Kavdaya took her seat as the Master Healer, to the right at the base of the boulder, he looked out at the bare space ahead. Who was going to be first after him?