Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger {Meeting}

Starling would sit by his siblings and mother, shying away from the front and sitting close to Finch. He didn't much even feeling that he was the center of attention, let alone being seen by so many wolves. He stayed silent, even as his father asked them to speak out about their ranks. Harmony arrived in the middle of it, and he grinned up at her as she addressed him. It felt wonderful, to be known by more than just his siblings. But he guessed it wasn't so much a stretch, she was his aunt. "N-no...Well, n-not too late." He giggled. She had missed a bit of drama, but nothing too much. He'd shift to push his forehead into her side, nuzzling her in affection before he turned back to the meeting. Starling didn't very much like spotlights, so once Bass finished his speech, he would slowly wander up towards him, swallowing down his nervousness. Ducking in close to his dad he'd smile up at Bass. "Padre! I'd like to..r-request..." He looked out at all the wolves then and nearly froze, quickly circling around his father. Ah, meetings were terrible! Perhaps he should wait untill they get back to the den to ask. But no, he would have to grow up sometime! He didn't see Lark or the rest of their siblings (Finch aside) hiding behind their parents and hiding from the adult wolves. With a deep breath he'd step out again, smiling up at his father. "U...umh. That M-Miss Harmony could..teach me. Fiore....flowers. Healing!" He didn't think he could be this new field medic, his father had mentioned fighting. But oh...now that he mentioned it! A spark lit up somewhere in Starling, despite the fact that it probably wasn't a very good idea. Fighting? He hadn't really thought of it. All he had known or wanted to know about was the pretty plants that caught his attention. Hmm.