FREEDOM IN THE TWENTY FIRST CENTURY

N/A · 06-24-2014, 09:10 PM

Atlas would heed the call of the queen. His niece, Virgil. He had recently come to join the pack, and so this would be his first meeting. With an unwavering gait, Atlas would make his way to the location of the meeting. Bi-colored eyes seeking out the location of the scents that lingered on the winds. He wondered if his sister would be there, and sure enough upon his arrival he would spot her. A small smile would lift on his maw, the male striding forward with a nod towards Virgil and Helios. He would seat himself next to Phoebe, nosing her neck as he muttered something to her. "Staying out of trouble?" He would question her, wondering if she had been up to her usual antics or if there was someone he should know about. He was always close to her, and should someone mistreat her he would rip their throats out. He would turn towards the front, watching and waiting to see what would happen and what this meeting was about.

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