The Summer Bonfire Festival (Year 20)

Sparrow had spent more time sleeping than being awake the past few weeks. Part of it was that her body was still sore and stiff and her scars tugged her skin where it felt like it shouldn't. Part of it was to spend time with Recluse. She was up and moving now, although somewhat slowly. The pack she had once been the king of had changed immensely since she had stepped fallen down. She wasn't sure she recognized it or how it operated anymore, but she was pretty much getting a free ride at this point, so who was to complain? It was her retirement plan.

Now a bonfire at the Hallows wasn't really Sparrow's ideal party, but she figured it would be as good of an opportunity as ever to be nosey and see who was banging who and who was fighting who at this point. She didn't waste too much time with well-meaning head nods or respectful bows some of the other leaders (and ex-leaders) seemed to be showing. How aristocratic! How diplomatic! How boring. Their super strong alliances had all but failed Recluse, and Sparrow had little respect for leaders who couldn't even care for her own - not that she was any better, but she wasn't pretending to be either.

There were no less than eighty billion wolves present when Sparrow appeared and immediately went for a drink. She found the odd marked man she had met once and saddled up next to him, "Hey, long time no see! Sora, right? Sofa? Hm..." the name didn't feel quite right. Sparrow shot him an apologetic look.

Surveying, Spparrow barely recognized members of her own pack. Tojo members all looked the same- were they inbred?- so they were easy to spot, but Sparrow couldn't say she remembered most of these packs or their members. She had probably fought some of them at some point, but it was almost all a blur at this point.

Sparrow didn't understand why Modesty would haul her pups here or cozy up to another pack, but, hey, it was her pack, her rules. As long as Sparrow didn't have to play any part of it, Modesty could fuck Azure for all she cared. Mostly.

Speaking of Azure, something seemed to be happening between his father and Gil. She couldn't tell what it was exactly, but she rolled her eyes and downed the drink she had, placing it by Sota. "Those old goons are always at each other.." She turned and gave a light dip of her head to Sota before bounding off.

"Seer! Can't you pick on me insteaaaaad?" Sparrow chimed as she tried to get closer to see what was going on. It seemed Gil and some armored others were trying their best to slip away. "Why wear armor if you're gonna try to flee anyways?" She muttered before returning her focus onto Seer and the... son? cousin? brother? by his side. "C'monnn, you missed my super impressive fight with Ruby, you owe me one."