Oh he was so dead. They were dead. Or...maybe not? He supposed it wasn't too bad of a thing, right? His brother couldn't get mad at them, could he? He bit his lip at the thought, Dragon was the alpha, just because they were family didn't mean they'd all get special treatment like that. Everyone was supposed to adhere to the rules, and that would probably be made clear today as a reminder. He trailed quickly after his mother, small form moving in between the two larger wolves; his mother in the front, and Greed behind him. The other yearling didn't seem to talk a whole lot, but maybe it was because he was alone here, and didn't have family here anymore like he did. In fact, almost all the pack members in Talis were related or had families of their own, except for a couple of them like the new healers and well...that was it. Greed, was alone, and Arke didn't think that felt very good, but he wouldn't know really. They drew closer to the meeting on the plains, the scents of all the gathered reaching him and that's when he knew that he was probably one of the remaining wolves they were waiting on. When he made it to the group, he smiled sheepishly as he went to sit by Afrit, tail wagging as he looked up at his larger sister, "I didn't miss anything yet, did I?"
"Speak"
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