Cold North Winds

Silent had been sniffing around the pack’s borders, remaining close enough to be summoned if needed. Her nose had led her towards a small patch of wood that contained a certain type of herb she was without. Before she could begin to collect them, however, the summon of the alpha rang in her ears. Paws quickly turned and she trotted towards the meeting that would take place.

Her presence was not made a big deal, something she appreciated as she settled into a quiet part of her surroundings. Her dark pelt helped her blend in with the more shadowy section, green eyes looking around as she tried to guess how many more would appear. Bronze was not there, but she did not assume the worst. She would catch up with him when the time was right.

When everyone had shown up, Sirius began to speak. She listened with rapt attention, knowing that his words would not be wasted. The fact that important members were missing did not go unnoticed. He spoke of a pack’s new leadership and name, as well as taking any volunteers for the upcoming raid. Business carried on and with the pups’ numbers growing, mentorship was also encouraged. Silent thoughtfully considered it, wondering if her presence could, indeed, make a difference.