Something was up and it made him uneasy. Nemesis arrived at the meeting and made a slow circuit around those gathered as he searched for a place to sit. He settled near Gaia, noting the tears in her eyes as he sat down. Seeing them upped his uneasy to dread. Did she know something he didn't? What was wrong? His eyes roved those gathered again. Like a virus the ill at ease feeling seemed to have infected everyone. Not a single wolf present seemed to have escaped it. Long faces were everywhere.
His gaze settled on the outsider. Katja? What did she want? More importantly, why was she there? He hadn't seen her since Yfir and his feelings towards her were still rather muddied.
