Storms make trees grow deeper roots (Pack Meeting)

Riv still hadn’t gotten anything done. Yet he was in chipper spirits, he was ready to go. The call to the meeting had him wondering what the hell was going on. So much had changed since he was little when he’d washed up on these shores. While he’d never found his siblings, the memory of such a long time ago was beginning to fade. He had to start living for himself! He cantered towards the meeting spot his long tail sitting high in the air with the tip flicking back and forth. He didn’t sit next to anyone in particular.

Finding a good spot to settle down. He sat and curled his tail around his forepaws letting the fluffy end sit I the middle of his chest almost like a comfort. So what exciting news now? Not that he had much to share himself. Life had been pretty boring to him as of late and he was tired of feeling like he was lazy. Riv perked his ears forward and waited for the meeting to start.