How the winter had flown by, Spring was already upon them and it barely seemed possible. It hadn't been the greatest of winters for the young male though, eagerly he'd pushed himself at the start of the season, aiding in caring for the pack in whatever ways he could. His own health had begun to deteriorate a little due to it though, the weather certainly not helping. Those few days he'd drifted in and out of consciousness were actually just over a week and though the male had fought off the illness and was recovering rather well now, his figure still had yet to return to it's typical shape.
He had kept his distance from the majority of the pack for a while now, wanting to make sure he recovered, particularly with the pups around now and it seemed rather than slowly bringing himself back he would be pushed back in through a meeting. A few members had already begun to gather, and he even noticed the pups sat by Gerdhart that could only be his and Loccian's children. Iorwerth hadn't yet seen them of course, though certainly hadn't anticipated them to have grown so much already.
With an polite dip of his head in greeting to the Queen, Iorwerth silently took a seat, patiently waiting to see what this meeting would be about. He had missed a fair amount probably, it would be very useful to see what was happening with the pack.
