Curtain Call

He'd been training on his own as well as with his father. The young prince wasn't sure what to do with his time when he wasn't training though. His siblings were around...but he seemed to prefer his own company most days. Still, his father had told him how important it was for the family to stick together, even if they all eventually chose their own paths. He didn't quite know where he wanted to go in life. If he wanted to rise up in the ranks in Winterfell or if he wanted to find his own destiny. It was a hard choice, but before he decided on anything, he knew he wanted to get stronger first. When his father called for the pack to gather, Snow took his time to arrive. He knew he wouldn't be the first, but likely the last to heed his father's call. It wasn't intentional, he just had a lot on his mind. When he arrived, however, he noticed he wasn't dead last. Winter had yet to arrive, which was weird because he always expected her to show up to things before him. With a slight shrug of his shoulders, he moved to sit down near his other siblings as he nodded to them before turning his attention to his dad. Snow was often quieter than his other siblings, but he'd surely make time for them after the meeting.