The eye of the storm

Briar did what she could to keep herself occupied. If she had too much time sitting stagnant then her mind started to wander and spiral and that wasn't beneficial to anyone. She was tired of being disappointed and angry and had simply resigned herself to the fact that things just were the way they were and she had to make the best of it while she was here. Most of the time she kept her paws moving with patrols or training, anything to make her feel like she was being productive and contributing in some way. Most of the time she was out in the training area by the sea since her fighting skills were something she could work on by herself and left her pretty open if anyone wanted to come spar.

That's where she was when she heard the howl's calling for a pack meeting—first her father, then her mother, and then a voice she didn't immediately recognize. She tipped her head curiously at that and hurried to slip out of her armor, stowing it in the barracks before she gave herself a shake and trotted off toward the meeting. When she arrived she realized that the voice she hadn't recognized was Azure's. She saw him up near the front with their parents. He hadn't been around much through her childhood and then was swept away around the same time as their mother so she couldn't say she had ever actually spoken to her older brother. Curious to see why he was calling for the meeting with their parents, she took a seat next to Ophelia, giving her sister a little smile before focusing her attention on the head of the group once more.

"Briar Fatalis"