The call for Lirim's first meeting (asides from the one that announced Lirim's rise) reached the tall males ears. He abandoned his nap, rising up from the ground as he shook the dust off his pelt. He flicked his ears, trying to shake away the flies that buzzed around him in the summer heat. His cousin didn't sound very happy, and he wondered why. What had happened? What was going on? He hadn't been to a meeting since he was a child, and that was when his father once ruled all those years ago. He made his way towards the river with haste, and he didn't stop until the already gathered were in view and their migled scents hit his nose. He slowed until he came to a stop among them, everyone seemingly tense and on edge. In front of the group, Faite and Fortune stood...his head tilted slightly to the side as he sat, what was going on?
"Speech"
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