New Leaves on the Trees [Pack Meeting. Mandatory]

*Caelia* · 04-25-2019, 06:26 PM

To say Caelia's mood had been somber would be an understatement. Her newfound duties helped distract her, but only slightly. The loss of her mother that she and her siblings were experiencing was hard to come to terms with, even as the weeks passed and as summer began to peek around the corner. There was no sign that her heavy melancholy had left her as she headed deep into the plains, trailing after Aurielle's call with little hesitation. Despite this, her posture was more slumped than usual, dejection woven through her form - though her ears were pricked high atop her head, ever alert.

She wasn't among the first to arrive, but she didn't seem to care. Instinct brought her to stand alongside her siblings, though she was stubbornly quiet as Aurielle began to speak. It wasn't any surprise she announced the passing of their mother, and she felt her lips twitch slightly, though she willed the tears back from where they threatened to prick at her eyes. Though the long moment of silence was intended on allow them all to mourn the news, Caelia had done enough mourning, and she preferred to do it privately rather than surrounded by packmates. She wasn't one to protest though, but couldn't deny the relief she felt when Aurielle started to speak again, moving on to different subjects.

There was illness, and a missing packmate. Alliances to announce, and Aurielle wanted her to accompany her to meet with Abaven's leader. She nodded, letting a brief but genuine smile flit over her features before it softened in lieu of a more attentive expression. More alliances, with packs called Fyri and Kesali. But her expression shifted at Aurielle's next little segment - it seemed less like a word of warning and more like an accusation, and she shrunk back slightly from the look she was giving them. Beside her she swore she felt Artur bristle with anger, but she said nothing. Perhaps it might warrant a talk with him later? She couldn't help but feel as though he'd been distant as of late anyway, though perhaps with losing their mother she ought to have expected that.

There were more changes. Celestial would now be called Valhalla. New ranks. New customs. She couldn't shake the feeling that Celestial had died alongside her mother, even if she knew deep down the thought was a foolish one - a silent sigh fell from her lips as she tried to compose herself and continue listening. Her gaze had averted, drifting to her forepaws instead of remaining on Aurielle as she digested the changes as best as she could without letting her discomfort be shown.

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