Hallelujah (I'm Not Dead)

A call that instructed them to gather surprised Bronze. He was just over two seasons old but couldn't remember ever gathering together as a pack. He was a mostly solitary child anyway, with a few wolves he'd really interacted with in the pack outside of his family. Though he wasn't sure what to expect he knew he ought to head to the gathering, knowing his parents would want him and his siblings to attend. Large paws carried him over the frozen ground, his pace increasing only when the ship came into view. Spotting his family was an easy feat with their mostly blue coats, save for his dad, but so far he only spotted his mom. Quietly he moved to stand beside her, attention focused toward Ignis and what he might have to say.