We'll Go Up In Flames, And Down In History

Ciná trotted into the meeting alongside his father and siblings, sitting on the opposite side of Ignis from Infrit. His keen golden gaze followed each of the wolves that came to answer their father’s summons and put a friendly grin on his face while he studied them. Some of them didn’t look too happy to be there and he kind of wanted to go up to them and convince them otherwise, but he refrained. It didn’t really matter what they thought, after all. They weren’t important here - his father and siblings were. This was their meeting and all these wolves had to sit and listen. He didn’t know why they had to take all this time to have a meeting and talk to these uninteresting looking wolves yet, but he wasn’t going to disobey his father either so he sat dutifully by Ignis’ right leg and waited for something to happen.