Get it rolling

 
Vitus had not been active around the pack lately. After having caught some sickness during the spring he had isolated himself some, working on getting better and not getting the rest of his kin sick. He had stayed in the area of the Hot Springs, far enough to not be a bother and close enough that when the meeting was called he was able to come to it. He was not yet one hundred percent better, but he was able to walk into the meeting with a small smile on his face, giving a small nod to his mother before a coughing fit caused the brute to pause.

Yuck. Just what he needed. Of course he didn’t see Castiel had flown off over to Athena, giving a soft hoo to catch her attention before he spoke. “Vitus still is not feeling the best. Perhaps you could convince him to see Amalia?” The owl asked, blinking his large eyes. He hated going behind Vitus’ back to ask for help, but the man needed it and if he was going to be stubborn then he needed someone else to stick their nose {or beak!} into matters to get it moving along.

"Burn Baby Burn"