Anthem would arrive -- considerably slower than the rest, but his would come to be present nonetheless. His attention had been stolen by a particularly tempting rift of snow, and he had taken his time clearing a path through it so that the snow and ice would not cling to her fur when he pranced through it. His sister's call would echo through the lands, and he would listen, but not yet answer it.
It wasn't long before he answered her call, or so it felt in the man's mind, as seconds dragged on to minutes. But it was not terribly long until he decided to join them, with his creamy pelt and slightly darker markings around his head and back. Brilliant yellow eyes were wide with curiosity as he drew up to the gathering, wondering what was happening.
His instincts would not be ignored, and he padded quietly to Symphony's side. Oblivious to her decision -- oblivious to the sadness that seemed to echo from Song. But she seemed to stand taller and stronger, and Anthem couldn't help but grin as he turned to watch her. "Why we here?" he would inquire softly to Symphony, feeling vaguely uncomfortable at the sudden gathering and at his own lack of knowledge about it.
