That deafen us like hurricanes

Winter would be upon them soon, and it was a good thing that the change in leadership had happened before the harshest season set in. It was a good time to make sure the pack had their affairs in order, so Tethys was glad when she heard Basilisk's call ring out through the col. Already she knew his role as Warlord was not being taken well by everyone, though she herself felt quite differently about things. If he was who Sirius had seen fit to rule then she had no reason to think otherwise, lest he give her one.

Though her orange gaze skimmed briefly over the crowd, she didn't see any of her siblings here yet. Sniffing at the air, glad for the warmth that emanated from the fire that had been lit, Tethys found a spot of her own and settled down comfortably, interested in what Basilisk might have to say to them. She just hoped there wouldn't be too many changes taking place.