Brightly Wound

The call rang out, and Leon was close. Gently, he nudged his beloved Ash awake and whispered in her ear. "Sweetheart, a meeting is being called." He murmured, stretching some before pulling himself away from the warmth of her fur. He was reluctant to move away for the breeze on the island was far cooler then it was on the mainland, but with her by his side he didn't care. As long as she was close, he was okay. Swiftly he made his way to the gathering, the scents of many wolves mingling in his nostrils. Plume held high as he moved easily trough the terrain. He wondered what Chrysanthe was up to now, it had been a while since he had been able to spend time with her and talk to her. And soon, he would change that. It was not like him to abandon others when the time of need was great, or anytime at all.

Stepping into the meeting, Leon moved forward to the head of the pack. Giving his cousin a heartfelt nuzzle, a glint of light in his eyes. He had news he wanted to share, and it involved Ashtoreth. He had not had a chance to tell anyone during the last meeting, and wanted everyone to know this time. "Chrysanthe, I apologize for being scarce as of late...I promise, that will change. I would also like a chance sometime during this meeting to announce something, if there is time that is." He told her before moving to sit a little ways in front of her, his tail curled around his paws as he leaned into Ash.