Myth did her best to hover unseen at the edges of the gathering; technically she wasn't even supposed to be here. She was part of Sawtooth, Song's pack. And yet? when she had returned to the fold she had done so more for her parents than for anyone else. It felt weird, wrong to be in a pack and surrounded by family and yet not see her parents milling about. It felt weird they weren't leading if she were being honest with herself, but they were old and even the eternally optimistic Myth had come face to face with the reality of her aging parents. She wanted to be there for them, wanted to stay within their sights.
