Unfortunately Mandatory

They had had their asses handed to them. Albeit not totally surprising, it was disappointing. Yet, he had seen them. Watched them. Noticed how they had given it their all to defend their new home. That he was proud of. He could see how they had tried. How much they were growing and learning and getting better. It was all that he could ask for, but he wasn't going to let them slack either. There was still work that needed to be done, and things to be discussed. As the days after the raid and after-party came to an end, Gil called for his pack.

Standing in the biggest room on the bottom floor of the Isle, he waited. Typically, they would meet outside, but as winter came to a head, the air outside was colder than expected. He rather they are warm and comfortable than freezing. Stoking the fire that was neatly built within the new fireplace they had built out of stones, Gil waited. Until everyone arrived, minus Modesty and the new brood, he would wait. Everyone needed to hear what he had to say.