[MEETING] Party Like it's your Birthday

Truthfully, young Corvus wasn't totally sure what a meeting like this might entail. His own life, thus far, had been relatively simple despite everything that had happened, and the more far-reaching consequences of the Abraxas taking over Abaven was a topic too mature for the yearling to really comprehend. All he'd ever known was this, was Abaven and his parents and his brother and sister, and then the Abraxas guy had showed up. The discomfort had been palpable, sure, but in all his naivety he really didn't feel all that poorly about it. Likewise, he hadn't pressed his parents on the topic, deciding there were likely more pressing things to worry about.

Today he'd decided to busy himself by digging out a little hiding spots of sort in the thicket. It wasn't as much digging as it was.. tearing out grasses and vines in hopes of making a sort of nest for himself. It was hot, dirty work though, and by the time he heard his aunt Sparrow call for them to gather he was mostly thankful to be relieved of his self-imposed task. As quickly as he could, the oversized yearling made his way to the gathering and plopped down on his hindquarters, briefly eyeing the few that had gathered already. His siblings weren't here, so he'd quietly wait for them to join him.