Change, adapt, overcome

Saracyn had been keeping their three children wrangled around the den until Avacyn called them to the pack meeting. This was an important announcement and he was not going to chance one of them running off and ignoring it when it affected the entirety of their pack and family. Once Ava called for them, Sara nudged the three balls of fuzz out the door and in the direction of Alias lake. "Come along, you three. We can't be late." The sect of the Mendacium family marched dutifully down to the lake, arriving after just a few others had come. "Behave yourselves," he spoke in a curt whisper to them, giving Daemon a pointed look with steely blue eyes. After he had the three rugrats settled in at the front of the group where he could keep an eye on them, Sara clambered up onto the stone dais and moved to take his place at Avacyn's right hand side, expression solemn and stern as his role dictated. Today would be the day their family changed dynamics forever.

"Saracyn Mendacium"