Our Future within the Young Eyes

Seth lay curled snugly in the shallow den he'd scraped out for himself when he'd first limped into Lirim's pack lands. He hadn't left it much, except to take care of himself and gather more herbs to refresh the poultices. He spent a lot of time sleeping, either in the den or out in the sun. It was important to let his body have that time to heal, and he was patient enough to let it have that time without complaint. He was careful though to get out often enough that he didn't let his body waste away. He had enough problems without adding badly healed muscles stiffen up permanently, or getting pneumonia from not stretching his lungs despite the broken ribs. Right now that was still his major issue, the rest of the injuries from the flood being more or less healed. Just the ribs and a sprain, and it was time that would take care of those. So when he drifted awake to the sound of a howl summoning the pack together, he decided it was time to go meet the mortals who called this pack home.

Crawling from the den and stretching aching joints, he set off slowly towards the call with his usual hopping gait still somewhat hindered by the sprain and broken bones. The first thing he noticed about the mortals was that, barring the young pups he saw peppered here and there throughout the group, every single one of them towered over him. Well, he hadn't really expected any differently, even among mortals, but well... one could hope, couldn't they?

The second thing that he noticed was the very obvious young woman who claimed to have been raped by an Abraxas, already there and sitting prominently. He gave her a covert appraisal, then decided he didn't want to risk another melodramatic scene and instead of mingling and learning his packmates before the meeting began, he limped over to the side of the group as far from her as possible and carefully lowered himself to lay on his belly, putting his heavy head down on stubby forepaws and skewing his gaze up towards Frostbite, carefully avoiding looking at the brightly colored younger woman and doing as little to bring scrutiny to himself as he could. He would simply have to find another time to learn more about his other packmates. Clearly this would not be a good time to be drawing attention to himself.