what needs to be (MEETING)

Eligos should have felt... anxious, or tense, waiting for the pack to be called together after he and his brothers had come to an agreement. Instead, in the short time since he'd excused himself from the twins, he'd simply gone hunting. He'd come across a small family group of tapir in short order and wouldn't have considering going after any of them alone - adult tapir could get quite large and were difficult to deal with, and the mother would surely protest him taking a calf - but there'd been a young yearling female there who'd been injured, so he had taken the opportunity nature offered and neatly separated her out and taken her. Even as young as she was she was she was quite heavy, so he'd needed to resort to rigging a temporary travois and lashing her half on, half off, to drag back to the pack. And just in time, too, for his brother's howl rang out to call the Empire together, and Eli compressed his lips with a grim smile, and set to dragging the tapir faster.

Reaching the runestones, his gaze traveled over the few who had gathered - other than his brothers, only Kasdeya's two yearling boys had showed up so far. Without a word, he shrugged out of the uncomfortable makeshift travois at a short distance and moved smoothly and quietly up beside Pyrrhic, cleaning the remains of blood from his jaws as he did. He supposed if no one else made the meeting, at least he'd know who was loyal... and they'd all be able to gorge themselves in feasting on the creature who should have made simply a respectable meal for the full pack. He swept his eyes over the yearlings' shoulders searchingly as he seated himself just back from Pyrrhic's shoulder, looking for the rest of the pack to appear.