down but not out

The others arrived and Corbie dished out tea for everyone involved. Álarr gently positioned his bowl in front of himself and took a few laps before the meeting began. The warmth eased the chill that had lingered on him from his earlier chores. Corbie began by addressing the loss they'd sustained from the raid. Not only of the battle but of valuable resources as well. She stated that she was looking for a Beta who would take particular focus to the fighters. Álarr almost instinctively glanced at Corvus before looking back to Corbie. His claws tapped on the outside of his bowl and he considered whether he would be up for the position. Álarr had a tendency to keep to himself but being raised in a more militant pack he was no slouch in battle or even understanding the motivations and tactics of raiders having been one himself.

While he thought it was Cloudburst that spoke up. The old man surely had experience. Alarr considered it for a moment more but opted to keep silent. His thoughts had been on Fireside as well as his brother Tyrian. He was only getting older. At what point should he try to find his brother for one last meeting? Or should he accept never seeing his brother again?