Curtain Call

She was late. She was so frickin late! She raced across the territories to try and make it on time, but knowing her fathers call had died away minutes ago she knew she'd be the last one there. That wasn't very becoming of an alpha's child now, was it? She panted as she ran, her macaque clinging to her back and the osprey flying high above as she moved ahead to survey the already gathered pack while her charge raced her way there. She could smell the gathered wolves, picking out the scents as she figured out who was there and so far, it seemed like everyone was.

She slowed down rather quickly, panting hard as she shook out her coat to try and look more presentable before joining the group. Her fur was messed up from her outing, but she didn't quite have the time to groom herself now. Breathing hard, she sat at the back of the group to avoid disturbing anyone or drawing any more attention to herself (assuming any eyes were on her to begin with).