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

*Desolate* · (This post was last modified: 11-18-2019, 01:10 PM by Desolate.)

Desolate arrived late, in time to hear the end of Theory's speech. He'd stayed back at the den on purpose, wondering if anyone would notice his absence and come and get him for the meeting. Nobody had. The pup was angry at being forgotten, and angrier that his mother seemed to never be around when he needed her. Where was she? Small ears flattened against his skull and he glanced around the gathered wolves. Uncle Rhyme was there, but he looked too sad for Desolate to want to bother him. He moved towards his siblings, taking a seat quietly among them to listen to Theory and the other adults as they spoke.

"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."

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