Change [PACK MEETING]

To Daedalus, all of this was rather boring. Daedalus gave a yawn as momma talked to the adults, and they responded accordingly. The young pup looked around for something to play with and saw a rather funny looking stick. In a moment, his play instincts kicked in and he couldn't help himself. Quietly, Daedalus looked around and inched his way over until he finally was able to grab it and laid down with it. The stick was larger than he was, enough for two pups to chew on or play tug of war with off to the side, and Daedalus kept it between his two front paws. Perhaps he could keep his fangs sharp with it as he listened to the meeting proceedings.

Daedalus's name was mentioned and he looked up and tried to figure out why mother called his name, but he assumed that she mentioned his name to introduce him to the pack. Picking up his stick, he walked over and sat down with it by its feet. Daedalus had the eyes of his father, Gerdhart, but the colors were very different. Daedalus was this copper like brown with sand colored markings. The boy was meant to become an avenger, but he wouldn't know that until later.

When Loccian went back into the meeting, Daedalus went back to his stick chewing. For now, that seemed to keep Daedalus busy while he watched how everything worked.