The Sound Of Starting Over [Meeting]

The light dusting of snow gracing the earth was more than enough to excite the child, sparking his interest and sending him on a field trip whilst darting around the pack territory within the pines. He was giggling all by himself and creating fresh tracks in the snow, circling round and round again to create unique figures with the patterns of his trail. Winter was fun so far for the boy, even with the chill left at the tip of his toes- he loved every second of the falling snow.

When the call for a meeting rang throughout the pines, he perked an oversized ear and lifted up his skull; curious by nature, he didn't have to think twice about seeking the source of the howl out and within mere moments he was prowling through a crowd of unknown wolves all far larger than himself. The blue eyed boy watched each and every one of them with a sense of wonder on his features, studying their behaviors as they collected for this little gathering. He'd smelled them around the territory of course, but this would be his very first time meeting anyone outside of his immediate family and he was nearly bubbling over with excitement.

His eyes finally trailed up the perch where the alpha stood, taking in the regal image of their ruler. His instincts told him that this was a woman who he must respect, but he didn't quite understand why just yet. He decided to stick around long enough to find out, taking a seat there in the lightly falling snow just beneath her perch. He'd glance through the crowd once more in search of his parents or siblings, though none seemed to be here yet. Surely they would come, and oh the questions he had for them!