Step Up Or Get Out [Pack Meeting]
Castiel gave a small nod to his nephew ass he spoke. Acapella was next to arrive and though he could not hear his nephew's words he suspected it was something similar, or even worse, to what he'd gotten. He had seen Acapella earlier in the season but then... He shook his head. He would let his nephew do what he had to do to keep the pack running smoothly. Though Cas took note of the comment that standards in the pack were higher for those who were family. He gave a soft sigh, waiting for the rest of the meeting to begin.
Castiel did however speak up after Regulus had finished, his words calm, but firm. ‘To be fair nephew I had reached out for Dagger once for training...’ While Castiel knew he wasn’t that active, he was still a bit more active than some had been and wanted to make sure it was known that he was at least putting forth some effort. But he’d save that for when he was alone with Regulus.
He’d glance at Faite, who had seated herself next to him, then the children who had attended. There had been demotions... Threats of demotions... Things that he knew Reg didn’t enjoy but had to be done. Talk of Surreal too, which made his heart ache. His golden gaze glanced towards the two new wolfess’ who had joined Celestial too, giving a warm nod to each in turn. In regards to training Kieryn the man was ready, and he dipped his head to his nephew in response and acknowledgement.
There was news of a continued alliance as well as a change of leadership, much to Castiel’s surprise. He blinked, glancing towards Creed, but figured the other man deserved a good rest from responsibilities.
The new laws were something Cas had little problem with. The witness thing for fights was certainly interesting. But he saw the logic in it too. The ceremonies and such sounded interesting, and the man hoped that he’d get to see them. But at the mentions of burial’s Castiel tensed. Could Surreal’s condition really be that bad that he’d have to consider such a thing? Cas couldn’t help it, a whine escaped his throat and he lowered his gaze. He didn’t want to consider it... But... Perhaps it would be better to prepare for the worst and hope for the best.
As Regulus finished up Castiel did gather the nerve to say something however. The pale man lifted his head, his golden gaze falling on his nephew first than sweeping the pack. “I’d be more than happy to hold a fight training. Whether for the little ones, or for all members of the pack.” He rose, tail swishing back and forth. “Regulus is right. For those of us not new to Celestial we’ve, as a whole, have not been as active as we should. Myself included. That changes today, Celestians. If you are with me I hope to see you at that fight training AND at Regulus’ hunt.” Cas was no leader, but he hoped his words might stir something in the hearts and minds of those who had come to the meeting. "Speak" |