All That Remains [Pack Meeting]
Rory's voice broke through the scuffling and the two combating wolves stopped, and Torin untangled himself from the older male. Already his wounds were starting to ache and he looked at his brother with a mix of worry and pride though it quickly moved to an impassive mask as his brother spoke. He blinked for a moment, the briefest hint of frustration flickering across his gaze the only visible shift in his demeanor as his brother granted Frostbite the rank he so desperately sought. He stood silently for what felt like an eternity as he ran through his options. Arsenio... like dad? He briefly flicked his gaze to his father and again felt his stomach knot. No, he wasn't sure he could stand that. He didn't want to just protect the pack, he wanted- no needed to know he could do everything he could to help those he could. "I'd prefer Iliff, if you'll allow." He rumbled, his tone empty of emotion. He winced slightly, his mind turning to his fresh wounds he was about to turn tail when he thought better of it. "May we both be allowed to leave to tend to our wounds?" He asked, nodding at Frostbite as he spoke to his brother. He figured at this point all the important business had been taken care of but he wanted to be sure, his face still a mask of impassivity though he was antsy to be away from all the watching eyes. |