Election Season

He had heard his sons call, but his first destination wasn't to the meeting but to Kestrel's den to help her get there. He arrived just in time as she emerged from the den, the male offering his shoulder to support the smaller woman before they set off to find the others. It took longer than he normally would have, but that was okay. He was helping a friend, a fellow old person. Frostbite had been the only other one close to his age before...well...before he croaked. Zell hadn't really taken up any duties in the pack which was something he felt bad for but also never really cared to for a while. Everyone seemed to like doing their own things, though as of late...the only companionship he had was with Kestrel and occasionally, Kairi. He wasn't quite sure what the reason was...still stuck in his old ways maybe? Hesitant to start fresh? Whatever the case, he knew he needed to do better. He had grandchildren he wanted to get to know, after all, and he was mighty proud of Torin and his kids despite him hardly showing that.
As the pair arrived at the gathering, he quickly settled down with her but he kept his head up as opposed to resting it like Kestrel had. Old he may be, he still felt he had at least some spunk left and he refused to let his old age show in the presence of the others.