[meeting] Talking about gods

The child was getting older, and thus was more able to feel the pressure to arrive in a timely fashion when the summoning howl from her aunt rang through the territory. Dropping the rabbit she'd been munching on, Rhea glanced around for her siblings. Hmm... They weren't anywhere nearby at the moment. Well, that just meant maybe she could get there first and get to call them slow-pokes for a while. That sounded kinda fun, and she needed to answer that call quick anyway. It didn't sound optional.

When she broke through the foliage after picking a pack that was definitely not one that could be traveled easily - not to self, that one's overgrown as heck - she arrived in the clearing and spotted Sparrow and a stranger. Green eyes curious, but also hard with suspicion, the little girl padded closer and sat a reasonable distance away, head tilting to the right as she stared questioningly at the two older wolves. Somehow she knew immediately that the guy was not good news. Maybe it was the look on her aunts face, or the way she seemed to be tense like she had when things in the pack started to feel weird. Was this guy part of why things were changing? Was he part of what the adults had talked about in the meeting?

"Aunt Sparrow, who is he?" the child asked innocently.