Spirits of the Past [Pack Meeting!]

Aurielle's call woke Justice from the last vestiges of sleep after a post- night patrol nap, and she took a moment to stretch and wake up before she made the effort to go find out what she was wanted for. Even so, she was still shaking out her sleep-rumpled fluffy coat and yawning as she strolled up to the meeting rock to see only half the pack gathered. She squinted through one foggy eye and counted again. Yep, Domari, Paladin, and Regulus were still not there, though she'd not seen nor scented Domari or Regulus for quite some time now anyway. Which was too bad, because she'd really liked that Domari. He'd been fun to tease, and if he was gone that left her as the only paladin in the pack. No other paladins, no one else to really compete with in friendly rivalry.

She flopped down on her dark haunches next to a male a bit older than Aurielle. "Hey," she yawned at him in lazy greeting, adding a lopsided grin as the yawn completed itself.