well that just dills my pickle [MEETING]

Katja had been busy elsewhere, watching the battles on the battlefield and planning to participate - she'd seen Skadi when she'd come, though she wasn't certain if she was still there - when the call came. Luckily the battlefield bordered Fireside lands, so she could hear the summons. Sparring would need to wait. She made her way quickly and efficiently back to the barn that served as the center of activity for her birth pack, but arrived after much of the pack. She swept her chilly stare over the group calculatingly a moment before she seated herself on the other side of her mother from Tyrfing, flanking her with an honor guard, and settled herself neatly to await Tyrian's meeting.