She. Was Late. Not only her, but Greed and Arke were also late, the pair trailing along behind her. She had taken them both out to do some training on the shores of the beach when she faintly heard Dragon's howl, and by the time they reached pack lands, she was sure the meeting would be starting any second now. Her paws drummed the ground, the two apprentices hurrying behind her as the trio raced across the plains to make it in time. Her breath was coming in rapid bursts, muscles burning and heart pounding painfully against her chest. Nostrils flared as the scents of the pack came to her, and she realized that she and the two yearlings might just be the only ones late. As she got closer, she slowed her pace until she came into the group at a quick trot, stopping abruptly then to catch her breath and see who all else had arrived. Dragon appeared to be busy with two new faces, so she wouldn't bother him. As her eyes wandered, she noticed that Gryphon wasn't here, but a familiar face was. Ramsay? Had he come back? She wondered what happened to Liar, though she figured maybe the boy was here to see his brother. The older woman sat to catch her breath, waiting for things to start.
"Speech"
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