ONE for the money

ooc; The gathering will begin in this thread, then the wolves will be broken up into hunting parties, and then branch off into separate threads to do the hunt. After the hunts are complete, the wolves will reconvene here and continue celebrating. :3

A howl rang out, joyous and melodic and beckoning at the same time. The King was calling, calling all of his subjects to him at once. It was noon, or so it seemed from the positioning of the sun. The man stood on the banks of the southern ocean, the tide licking at his hocks on his back legs. Today was a special day. From what he could tell about the pups, this was the season they would turn a year old. He would never know their actual birthdate, as he had not been there when it had happened, and they could not remember. Still, they were nearly three fourths grown by now, and Gerhardt knew they would finish filling out in the next few months. Soon enough they would be yearlings training for ranks they would one day serve in. A smile radiated on his face as he beamed from ear to ear, setting the tone for this gathering. This was a celebration, not a funeral! Tail swayed behind him as he awaited, wondering who would come first. A small speech would be given, as well as directions for the day's events and the dividing into parties. Then they would depart from this area and go in search of prey to feed the pack. Gluttons they would be on this day only, Gerhardt would make sure of it. And so the King waited, waited for them to come. Speech,