we survive, it's what we do [ABAVEN SPRING MEETING]

Void wandered in slowly, his mood brighter than those already gathered. He had his stars back, the sky was returning, and they were closer to home than ever. The young pup had not yet built a relationship with Shaye, and her loss wasn’t much to him. He wasn't comfortable around the other wolves that were sad because of it. Not because of anything they were doing wrong, but grief was so strange. He’d felt the loss of the stars, he had experience loss of a sorts. Watching the pack mourne upset him.

Hesitantly he made his way forward, not finding any of his own siblings or his mother. He hadn’t seen much of uncle Rhyme either, not that he wanted to be around him right now. Void shook himself and the gross feelings off and took a seat, blue and lavender gaze searching for his immediate family.