The Bird And The Worm

Walk | Talk | Think

Eirik was taken a little by surprise by the sudden call to gather, though only because group events were so rarely done. He knew his father wanted each of them to fall right into a sort of routine that got them through their work and required as few meetings as possible, hoping to establish each of them as self-sufficient so that the whole pack could be, and after the festival in the spring he had not expected much else to happen that needed them all to be in the same place. But it only took the recognition of the voice for him to realize what purpose they would be given, and grinning at the prospect he set off for the Gulley.

As a bit of the casual type, there was naturally no rush to his answer of the summons, and unsurprisingly he was not the first to arrive. There was, of course, Akemi present, as she had been the one to call them. Eirik offered her a friendly smile and tail wag as he stepped up to join the group, happy to see she was fitting nicely into her role as Huntress. She was a strong, capable lady who deserved respect and admiration because of her talents and circumstances, and rather quickly he had started to look up to her - metaphorically speaking. Her kids were close by, and though Eirik knew less about Zisa because of her absence he was at least able to see the growth in Einarr already. His brows rose a little as he looked at the not-so-little kid, and already he knew what his father was going to be thinking: there was another Guard for the pack.

Of those that remained, there was one man that the young Guard could not identify. His dark coloration and unique markings set him apart from the rest of the pack, but though he was unknown and for all accounts a stranger Eirik was not worried. His dad kept such a sharp watch on their borders that no one who was not welcome was going to sneak in, and so he knew this man had to have been given his father's approval. He was probably just new. Eirik offered him a smile and glanced lastly at Kismet, who seemed to be looking better all things considered. Being the only other Guard, he had noticed the taller male's absence, but afraid of earning the wrath of the pack's spitfire Healer for bothering one of her patients he had stayed away. There would be plenty time later, he told himself, to get to know the guy better. Though now, when they were beginning a hunt, did not quite fit the bill as a good time either.

Being the friendly sort, he did not entirely feel comfortable just taking a seat and waiting as the rest of their group seemed to be doing. Their festival was supposed to have brought them together and made them closer, not made them all clam up like this when they finally got together again. And if no one had done anything to stir things up and cool the air... As he stopped and took a seat, he cleared his throat quietly and asked, "Hunting time?" to everyone at large, smiling around hopefully at those gathered to see if he could get any smiles or at least an easier atmosphere in return.