Brightly Wound
01-12-2014, 02:20 PM
The boy hadn't been very social since his return. The man called Luke was no where to be found, so he couldn't tell him what the peppered woman had asked him to. He hadn't seen his father since the war, and his mother had disappeared, hell he wasn't even sure were his siblings were...yet he remained within Valhalla. When Chrysanthe called for her pack members, Ravine didn't hesitate to answer. He left hid den immediately and made his way to her at a trot. The only one he could recall the name of was the alpha herself. He still hadn't been brave enough to approach the huge black animal. Truth be told it still frightened him even though it was part of the pack. On any other occasion he might have been more playful toward the other wolves of the pack, especially the pups. But this was a pack meeting and his blood family wasn't there. He made a mental note to become more aquatinted with the other members of Valhalla, even if it meant he wasn't looking for his family. Silently he bowed to Chrysanthe with a smile before taking his place in the back of the group. He had no rank as he had not yet requested one...or even had and actual conversation with the alpha over the subject yet, though he was sure he would be given one. Speech, |
