All good things..

The peach dappled wolfdog spent most of her time wandering around looking at stuff. Except when there had been all of that fighting a little while ago, her Outou-san had been a little bit frightening when he'd rounded them up and told them to sit still in the den. Under no circumstances were they allowed to leave until they were collected later. Which, of course, they were. That didn't mean it wasn't at least a little bit alarming to hear the snarling and clamour of a fight in the distance. Not that anyone needed to know that she was afraid, of course. Only a little weenie would be afraid, because obviously her papa and Outou-san were going to keep them safe. Duh.

Having been dragged to the meeting by her papa, there was only a little bit of resentment lingering in her mismatched eyes as she trailed after him and her sister. Tsuki was always on the move, but not with the kind of focus. Flitting this way and that as her attention caught on different things, always nearly wriggling with glee. Chūhai didn't quite understand how she managed to maintain the childish delight, but nonetheless she wasn't going to put a damper on it... all of the time. However, when she shouted at their Outou-san and flopped onto his paws, the silver furred youngster couldn't help snapping at the other girl a little, teeth closing on nothing but aimed at the darker furred girl. "Don't be so loud!" she hissed, brows furrowed with scorn as she looked around at the others around them. No one seemed to care, but that didn't ease the concern about their own perception among their pack members that always lingered somewhere in Chūhai's brain.

Satisfied that she'd made her point, the petite damsel settled herself as far in between her sire's as she could manage without having to ruffle her fur too much. Comfortably squished between them, she tucked her tail around her paws like a proper lady should, and did her best to look like the rest of the adults while she waited for the whole affair to be over.