Unfurl the Wings [Warrior Meeting]

Before his mother's death during the Long Night, Fili wouldn't have really considered himself a warrior. A hunter, yes. A provider. But it wasn't until Justice was gone that he had solemly stepped up to her mantle as a protector as well. That contributed a little extra discomfort on top of the usual as he approached the meeting of warriors. The two desert cats that paced alongside him he had long since grown accustomed to, fellow hunters as they were and spending so much time together. The fellow wolves he was meeting, on the other hand, still made himfeel anxious and awkward. Seating himself out of the way, to one side of the door, he kept his head turned away as he fiddled with his bracers as though they needed adjustment.