gather round me {ASHEN MEETING}

The boy heard the call and hadn't meant to be late, but he'd also been busy working on a network of tunnels stemming from his den that it had taken a bit longer for him to get out and arrive. It was night time, and whenever he spent time digging out his tunnels he never really knew what time of day it was until he emerged from his den. It wasn't unusual for his aunt to call for the pack at night considering most of his kin were some form of albino, though he thought about how much of a nuisance it might be for some of them. The sun didn't bother him any, save for making him hot sometimes with his thick earthen fur. He didn't take long to get to the meeting, slipping in among them. He spotted his sire, but didn't even so much as greet him. The youth was still mad at him, because instead of trying to reconcile their relationship, his sire had chosen to ignore the boy. He didn't spend any time with him and at this point, he wasn't sure if he should even care about it anymore. He had an okay relationship with Deathbelle, but the one between him and Hannibal was likely severed before it even formed.