Pity Party (Party and Races!)

"Talk" Walk

It had been a long time since he set foot beyond the North to attend a gathering of wolves. No doubt there would be plenty of attendees from all over, but he had nothing to hide and he was done isolating himself in the North. He wasn't ashamed to show his face, after all, he had done a great deal of change and thinking over the months. He was finally getting over the hurt he had with Corvus and didn't want to hold any animosity towards him or Abaven. He didn't have beef with Abaven anyway, but Corvus...he hadn't known how to handle that. The best thing he could do was let time heal his emotional wound, and that's just what he had chosen to do. He headed South to Sparrow's party, some of his pack mates in tow and a gift in his jaws. He had some seal skins draped over his back that he planned on giving to Sparrow for her to do with as she wished, and a satchel of dried seal jerky to share at the party along with a barrel of mead that he had brewed himself. Greed was pulling that on the makeshift sled behind him. It was all he could think to do to make some sort of peace offering to anyone who might want to partake, but he wasn't going to cry about whether they did or not. He was here peacefully and to enjoy himself.

As he arrived, he spotted Sparrow sitting on a makeshift throne with a couple others around her already. He somewhat stiffened when he saw Theory, but he forced himself to relax. He had no ill feelings or beef with her or Abaven anymore, so he approached and dropped the satchel at the base of Sparrow's throne. "Sparrow, I bring gifts as a gesture of friendship and goodwill for your party. Seal skins for you to do with as you please, and seal jerky and mead brewed by yours truly, to share with everyone else. I look forward to the fun."