[meeting] Talking about gods

She was feeling old as seemed to be becoming usual, and was admittedly becoming a bit of a recluse alongside her crotchety old mate. That was fine though. As long as things remained reasonably stable, she didn't intend to bother with another move. Well as she aged, Caelum didn't have the desire to go to the trouble of leaving so long as it seemed possible to stay here. I there was a way to fight the occupation from inside, well, she'd help. But if nothing else she intended to at least live unbothered despite their intrusion. Maybe she'd let the obvious arthritis in her left hip sap her of her spirit, but at the very least as long as she and Zephyr remained, so would Caelestis, allowing their spitfire daughter to cause whoever came to take 'leadership' of the pack quite a bit of grief.

After hearing the call, Caelum pulled herself to a standing position, stretching her limbs and allowing her arthritic leg some time to prepare for the walk before she moved to answer it. It didn't take someone extremely smart to figure out what this was probably going to be. Well, let's just see what it panned out like. If she had to hazard a guess, her prediction was that someone would be surprised. Seemed like a fair guess. Could be the pack members, Sparrow, their new 'leader'/occupier, who knew. But, it was amusing to try and see if her spontaneous guess would in some way come true.

Once she arrived, she'd sit off to the side and fix the two adults with her pale gaze, only offering Sparrow a friendly nod before letting her expression turn largely neutral.