When the Hammer Falls

He was home. And he spent most of that time resting in the den and regaining his strength. His time spent outside the border had put a toll on him, but he was slowly getting stronger with each day that passed. So when he heard his dads howl across the land, he rose to his paws and sought to be the first of his siblings there. But considering he was resting under the warmth of the ship, he figured he'd be the last of the litter to arrive. He hurried across the territories until he spotted the group of wolves already gathered. He slowed as he approached, peering past the larger bodies but noticed none of his siblings had arrived yet. His tail wagged at the thought, and he continued his approach until he spotted the boy with antlers sprouting from his head. He stared wide eyed for a moment before his father beckoned him forward, and of course, the boy was more than happy to oblige. "Hi dad!" He moved to sit next to his father, pressing close to his left foreleg and waited for his first official meeting to start.