Come One, Come All

Tyr's head lifted from it's position - he was curled up in a ball, nose buried against his side, trying and failing to get the sleep he'd been denied the last few nights running from strange dreams - as Erani's call pierced the cloud of partial deafness. A pack meeting? He uncurled himself, yawning, and got to his paws to trot toward the sound. It was easy enough... unlike many of the wolves here he had never really slept in a real den so he was most comfortable just curled up out on the ground, so the open grassland here was rather suited to him really.

He was moving along at a pretty good clip despite his limp when he approached the gathering pack. His mismatched eyes swept over them idly as he went... then widened in shock as his gaze caught on a pair of strange moose-like animals without antlers - one smallish though considerably taller than a wolf, and one huge and black. So surprised was he failed to compensate for the shorter foreleg on his next step, and tripped. He was sent tumbling forward by his momentum, careening off one wolf and crashing into another. "What are they?" he gasped aloud, trying to untangle his limbs.

Then he realized that he was now in the midst of the pack and causing a disruption, and his ears fell. "I - I'm sorry," he stuttered to the wolves he'd bounced off, backing away and slumping to his belly in embarrassment.

OOC: I don't care who he fell on, it can just be Random Wolves if no one wants to claim it. XD *flees*



"Speech"

Nothing to gain, everything to fear