That deafen us like hurricanes

The call for a meeting. Charlie would leave his tasks to respond to it, wanting to support Basilisk and be there in a timely manner. He was certain he wouldn't see some of his siblings and that weight had brought a frown to his face. He wished they could all just speak, to be on the same page, but… it didn't feel like that could be a reality. For now he had to focus on simply being present for pack events.

He would arrive to find some wolves already gathered. A nod was given to Bas in greeting before he padded up behind Wylan and another girl with a gentle smile on his lips. “Hello you two.” He knew that Wylan seeing him after everything had happened last time hadn't… been the best. And he wanted to reassure the boy everything was fine. He sat, tail curling around his body. His gaze flicked back to Basilisk, hoping that this meeting would go smoother than his father’s departure.

"Speech," 'Thought.'