Dances of Celebration, Joining Of Two Hearts

He listens carefully to what Erani says, dipping his head slightly as she mentions his name. Glancing about himself, he tries to memorize the faces and scents of his pack-mates. There are many, and he finds himself slightly daunted by the number. Apparently there is to be a union of two wolves, and he listens carefully, noting them. Maybe one day he will meet them, but for now his presence feels intrusive, but he remains seated, waiting to leave. His feelings were conflicted, and he desperately wondered the states of Vriel and Vaziel. If they were here, he would feel more at home, wouldn't he? This feeling of misplacement was only because he was used to being at their sides, he thinks. His blue eyes sparkle curiously as he watches how everyone interacts, how they seem to be a family, and he wonders if he'll ever feel like he belongs.

ooc: short second reply. but see Bri, Roamer replies. :P (forever late)