Unfurl the Wings [Warrior Meeting]

Caelia was late. It was hardly for lack of caring, though she wasn't sure whatever excuse she came up with would fly. She didn't plan on missing the meeting though, and by the time she arrived she was breathing hard, a sign she'd hurried here from wherever she'd been. It was rare to see much emotion outwardly from Caelia, but it was clear she looked frazzled and at least a little apologetic for her tardiness. But she was here, and she hoped that had to count for something.

Barely thinking about where she sat, her attention zeroed in on Tyto and she settled somewhere near him. She was certain her absence at the meeting's start wouldn't go unnoticed, but she didn't necessarily want to draw attention to herself.

She heard the tail end of what Ardyn was saying. Things in the pack were getting stale, a sentiment she didn't disagree with, and he felt they ought to redirect their focus on raiding. Caelia didn't feel she had anything to contribute, nor did she feel she'd earned a shot at a rank, so she stayed silent and chewed on her tongue. Tyto surprised her by speaking up, making his interest in a higher rank known. She cast him a quiet glance, impressed but not making it outwardly known.