Burn it down [meeting]
02-02-2015, 08:03 AM
Bjorn's heavy paws had carried him restlessly outside the territories that morning - not an uncommon occurrence as so little happened of interest within it. Birna and he had the comfort of a pack, someplace where their lineage wasn't held against them, yet it still felt they were nothing more than loners still, warriors-for-hire. They still hunted for themselves, just as if they didn't have the protection of a pack, because the rest of the pack was too self-absorbed to actually participate in pack life and he was too self-absorbed to want to put himself out for the sake of a community that didn't care. The rest of the time was spent babysitting a bunch of whiny prisoners that Jupiter had for whatever reason decided to keep around after she got the pack. He hadn't been here. He didn't know the reasons behind it, nor did he really care. A call pricked his ears up, the alpha of Ludicael calling for a meeting. It wasn't Jupiter - of course it wasn't, she'd died. He didn't know this new alpha, though he knew Birna had met her at some point. Jupiter had never called meetings since he'd come here, so at least this was an interesting change. Not going would draw unwelcome attention, and he was not yet sure if Birna still wanted to stay, so the ursine wolf followed the call back to the territory. Late, but at least arriving before the new alpha had begun to speak, he seated himself beside his sister, rubbing his cheek affectionately against hers. Unsurprisingly there were very, very few wolves there from among Jupiter's ranks. Those loyal to her had seemingly fled, and those prisoners there had been that remained to the end of Jupiter's reign were as useless and absent as ever, save for one small family. Pale lavender eyes were cool as he surveyed the group and raised an eyebrow eloquently at his sister. Real lively group, wasn't it? |