Violins & Blood

The call for a family meeting, and they were all quick to answer like flies on honey. Kronos arrived just in time, gaze falling on faces he hadn't seen in some time. It was refreshing, really, to know that the others were eventually making their way to Boreas to join them. He nodded quietly to himself in satisfaction as he sat back against a wall and waited for Erebos to begin speaking. His own pale gaze subtly shifted from face to face, body to body, as he observed those gathered. Zephyros, of course, never seemed very happy. Though Kronos could understand why, it wasn't up to them what the family did.

Finally, Erebos would speak. Telling them that Enyo would be running a band so the Dunamis wouldn't take too much resource from the pack as it was quickly starting to spill over in population. The pups that he and Medusa were having soon. His role as a leader beside Medusa. Things he knew or had a feeling would happen of course, but it was always good to ensure everyone was on the same page. He of course, already knew what they were in Boreas for and had heard the lecture a thousand times over, so while he didn't tune it out, he returned to his observations of the others, though his gaze lingered more on Zeph once again as he noticed the discontent with the male. Alas, nothing the boy could do about it probably. But who knew, fate had a funny way with things.