Dial Tone

The whole aura of this gathering was uncomfortable for him, but maybe that was just his own anxiety talking. It wasn't like he could really feel how the others around him were feeling; any guess was just a shot in the dark, both figuratively and literally. Ghoul addressed him and his voice was a comfort. Familiar. He nodded in response. "Yes, lets," he agreed quietly.

He was quiet and still as the meeting began, hoping to not draw attention to himself. He swayed slightly where he stood, eventually opting to sink down onto his stomach and keeping his head held high enough, hoping it looked like he was looking ahead toward her.

Nothing was of much interest to him. Pack alliances, training. Something about not being friends with Recluse's friends - and while once he'd looked to her as a mother figure, much like Deathbelle and Aryn, she too had abandoned him, at least in his mind. He was briefly addressed as 'glowing brown wolf' and he nodded in silent understanding. Something about a raid, and a festival. He took in the information and understood it but his mind was elsewhere, trying to frantically calculate how he'd managed to continue blending in here without  drawing excess attention to himself.