The eye of the storm

Grimshaw couldn't say that he knew much about what had happened, other than the man that was ranked as general had died. It was a tragic event apparently, but he couldn't say that he knew the man and although he had been present at the funeral, he hung near the back and let the others who seemed to be more emotionally involved have the closer seats. Grimshaw just didn't want to be rude, and as a warrior for the pack felt that he need to be present. At least out of respect.

When the meeting was called afterwards, Grim did not hesitate to hurry over. Sirius, Azure, and Zee all sat at the front of the group. It was strange to see the brown wolf sitting amongst the rest, but he assumed that would be explained today. Another man had appeared, but he had tucked himself away. Having not seen him at the funeral, he couldn't say much other than he was distant and Grim gave him the space he apparently needed.

Nodding to the three that sat before him, Grimshaw quickly took a seat near the front. Whatever this meeting was about, Grimshaw was sure it was important. Between the loss of their  general and the strange bugs and blue glow, there was certainly a lot to be discussed today.