A meeting was being called, and Rin almost didn't want to go. He knew he hadn't been contributing, or doing anything much at all except the occasional patrol, barely eating, sleeping, and that was pretty much it. Once in a while he socialized, but those encounters were usually just by chance. Still, he figured he ought to go anyway. Pulling himself onto shaky legs, the old male made his way to the meeting where he saw just a handful of wolves. He was surprised, however, because he thought he would be the last one there. Tired gaze found the pups, and he felt his heart ache. He had no pups of his own, no family to live with. He felt a pang of heart break at the thought. He was so old now, surely it was too late for any of that now. In a sense, he always felt like he deserved to live and die alone. Not that he was really living, but he was alive. Just going through the motions and wasting his days. And yet...he felt like too much of a coward to do something about it. Many times he thought about dying and just letting something take him out of this world, but he was too afraid to even do that. Probably for the best, he thought. He sat down among them, though it didn't take long for him to sink to his stomach since he felt too weak to even sit up for long. And there he waited for the meeting to start.
"Speech"
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