No bench polishers here (informal pack meeting!)

Bringing up the rear, Jupiter ambled in after the others had settled. It was about time for him to head out again so he'd been seeing to his supplies and checking the state of his cart to make sure everything was on the up and up. He'd left to answer Tyrian's call before really getting a chance to look the wheels of cart over, but he expected them to still be in good shape from the last haul. He'd been keeping the contraption safe from the elements in one of the Range's many sheds and baring a rise in humidity or something else that could have escaped his notice, his traveling things should still have been in good shape. Still, it was better to look them over to be sure than to get out in the middle of nowhere and have everything fall to pieces.

The corners of his mouth depressed slightly as he spotted Darya seated by herself. She may have looked tough but the giantess was worryingly shy and he wasn't sure how to go about fixing that. Being rather gregarious himself, Jupiter was baffled by Darya's introversion. He just didn't get it. There was so much to be gained by making friends. You could get all sorts of things from wolves if they liked you.

Though he was largely devoted to pursuing his own gratification, Jupiter wanted more for Darya than just following him around. Not that there was anything wrong with that - he rather liked the attention - but what about those times when they weren't together? He had this thought of her laying outside his den the whole time just waiting and while it was likely untrue...how untrue was it really?

He huffed as he sat down beside Darya. If, he decided, she wasn't going to go out and make friends, then dammit, he was just going to have to drag her around and make her make friends.