well that just dills my pickle [MEETING]

He wasn't gonna lie, it had been a helluva long time since he'd been to Fireside. He couldn't remember when he had last visited, but it had clearly been a while cuz he could pick up the scents of younger wolves that had his family's scent. Had he really lost track of time that bad? But here he was, wanting to come home after seeing everything else the world had to offer and none of it drew him the way Fireside did. Would Tyrian let him come back? He didn't see why he wouldn't considering the family (in his opinion) had a habit of disappearing and reappearing every now and again. Still, he wanted to come home and he hoped they'd let him.

As he neared the borders, he heard Tyrian call the pack together for a meeting. And Ares being, well...Ares. Decided why not make his grand return at the meeting? He wasn't sure what to expect, but he'd take it all in stride and not worry too much. Good thing he brought a present, eh? Shifting the pack he had slung over his shoulder, he walked straight past the pack borders and made a beeline to the barn where the meeting was being held.

When he arrived, he was right in assuming there were younger members of the family running around, and...wait...when the hell did they happen?! His father was a grown man, yes. But he never really expected him to go around having more kids. Ah, well...he supposed he'd have to give them some more scrutinizing attention later. For now, he sauntered past the crowd towards Tyrian with a grin on his face. "Yo! Ya miss me? I uh, kinda lost track of time...like really lost track of time, but I'd like to come back home if you'll have me." He shrugged off the pack he was wearing and dropped it on the pile of booze Tyrian had at the base of his barrel-shaped throne. "Trinkets. Some shiny jewels, a couple of pieces of jewelry, buncha exotic feathers, and small animal skulls and bones, and some buffalo jerky I made myself. My own specialty I like to call Reaper jerky. Made with a special blend of peppers I found out in the wild. It's good, full of flavor, and sure to set your tastebuds ablaze!" He winked before stepping away to sit nearby.

He was sure something would be said to him for leaving the pack without a word, but he was a big boy. He could handle it.