Welcome to the Freak Show!

This was a first in Alaric's book. A fall...festival? Open, to all? Inside a pack's land? His instincts told him not to trust it but his curiosity got the better of him as he found himself enter the pack lands. He took in the new smells and sights. They had even decorated for newcomers, with fur lining around for seating, food, etc. Alaric had never seen such a display. He listened, ears perked, to the leader's words. He took heed of them. This was not a place for getting into trouble, got it. He would keep himself on a leash then. Alaric sat himself down on a laid out fur, his orange gaze quiet as he took in the spectacle. Who else would appear to this odd event?