The male would lumber towards the call, a rabbit clamped firmly in his jaws. As winter was not over yet, he would hunt as much as he could to ensure the pack had some food; it was the least he felt he could do after all. Howl had done much thought lately, since the last meeting anyhow. He wanted to stop feeling so much failure within himself, wanted to stop being so secluded and introverted. But how? There was always so much resentment and hatred lying within his heart for the past, he didn't know how to let it go if at all. He would start, perhaps, but trying to be a bit more friendlier with those in the pack. And although it was under new leadership--leadership he hadn't quite expected, he would try nonetheless. He approached those already gathered, hazel eyes observing those already gathered. A sharp intake of breath would calm his beating heart, for he wanted not to burst in a fit of anger and say something he might regret later.
He would place the rabbit in the middle for whomever wanted to eat, while he himself walked forward to sit before his Father. "It is...nice to see you again, Dad." He wasn't quite sure what else to say, mostly because he wasn't sure what his father thought of him still. Howl was very sure that he had made his disdain quite obvious the last time, but now, he was trying to make up for it...trying. He wondered briefly, if Anthem and even Symphony were going to show. He missed them...almost as much as he did miss his parents, even though he wouldn't admit it.
"Speech"
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