Party Rock Anthem [Festival]

It was really quite odd that Lykos had been so late, and honestly, Lykos felt rather bad about it. He was never this late to anything, though no doubt that Kharnage and Dragon would be perversely pleased by the action. He sighed softly as he approached the gathering, eyes seeking out Gryphon. It didn't take long to spot the brown male; he was patrolling the festival, and looking quite... irritated by something. Perhaps Lykos ought to be greeting the visiting dignitaries as the proper heir, but... eh. He veered off towards his brother instead, pausing when he spotted his mother.

Two men, pressed on either sides of her? What the hell. It was hard for even Lykos to resist the snarl that threatened to twist his lips. What was his mother doing? 'Falling' for every man she saw? Ugh. He resisted a disgusted snort, and turned back his attention, approaching. He fell in step with Gryphon, sighing heavily. He said nothing, not feeling the urge to say anything - he simply joined his brother in making certain that all who were strangers did not start trouble.