Signs of Life

Deimos looked up from washing off his paws and forelegs in the cold ocean water when he heard his niece calling the pack for a meeting. Well, at the very least he wouldn't have the blood from his most recent hunt on him when he arrived. He shook off as much of the water as he could before turning back toward the center of the island to go join in on the gathering. It had been quite a while since the pack had been called together, but based on what she had heard from his sister he could certainly understand why. It didn't take him all that long to cross to the central part of the island where the pack tended to hold its meetings, but by the time he arrived several others had already gathered–including his mate. He, of course, went right to Ikigai's side, giving her a little smile as he settled in beside her and dipped his head to nuzzle affectionately between the small horns at the top of her head. He curled his tail around her hips and then lifted his aqua gaze to focus on his niece, waiting to see what she had to say.

"Deimos Medacium"