Celebrate Good Times, COME ON!

He didn't really know why his dad was calling them together to celebrate turning a year old, but it didn't strike him as all that surprising. Of course they were celebrating it. Now that he and his litter mates had grown the size of their parents, if not bigger, they were basically adults.. it was definitely worth partying over even if Lark wasn't exactly the type to celebrate.

As he approached the group, he wasn't surprised that his parents and his aunt Motif were there. He didn't know the white-pelted woman with the orange stripes beneath her eyes (Novella), though it was easy enough to assume she was family. He spotted his aunt Rhythm too, though visibly bristled at her presence. It was because of her that his dad had come home so hurt and upset. Why was she allowed back here after betraying her family? His mind was still a bit closed, and his stubborn nature made him quite unimpressed with her presence, so much so that he nearly sneered as he walked past her. Family meant everything to him, but this was different. He acknowledged the presence of the other members of Abaven with silent stares as he glanced about the group. His attention would linger a bit longer on Tinaro and then Calypsei, two wolves he almost considered friends, having spent some time with them before. Finally he would spot Shrike, who was eagerly talking to someone he didn't know, and he'd quickly turn to pad to his side and offer him a quick nudge with his nose in silent greeting.