Storms make trees grow deeper roots (Pack Meeting)

The call for a meeting was not unexpected for Bae-Syl. His form rising from where he laid near the falls, where he had been sunning his sore muscles and dozing. He was starting to get older and would soon be five, so those bones and his age were starting to feel every old injury. A stretch and yawn as he turned and began walking.

It seemed he made it in time to hear most of the talk but where were most of his children? They'd yet to arrive and he looked around with narrowed eyes for them. Ikuchi's questions had a snort coming from him. His son could be so clueless sometimes. He kept it to himself though and moved to seat himself behind Lucy. His chin coming to rest on top of her head, between her ears. A sigh coming from him as he listened to the entire spiel. Changing name, yada yada, he got the jist. No maims in raids unless a maim was directed at them. Matching opponents energy. He could understand but also a part of him was of the mind he was likely to break that if someone came knocking with intent to harm Lucy or his kids.

His eyes stayed on Eltrys and waited for his chance. "Many of you know the drill, you need training in fighting, come find me. If you can't find me tell Lucy here and I will come find you. I also expect everyone even if you are not a fighter to still know self defense. If you need a refresher on it we can spar or I can give you lessons. Also I wish you and yours the best Beauregard if you need anything I owe you a lot don't be afraid to ask for me." If it wasn't for the man he wasn't sure Lucy would be alive or unharmed. He owed the man everything. He stayed as he was there though to wait for more from Eltrys or from anyone else.

"Speech!"