Celebrate Good Times, COME ON!

"Speech"

More of Abaven began to pour into the gathering, the sight reminding him of how large the pack had grown since his birth. Only three of the Destruction siblings had arrived, two of whom he personally knew. There was Lark, who he had met a season ago by the rapids and Starling, his very first sparring partner and healer acquaintance. The other two hadn't shown up. It would have to do, after all, he still planned to go along with his surprise. "Happy birthday!" a cheerful shouted barked from his throat as soon as he noticed the three siblings enter the crowd. He contently grinned in satisfaction, not bothering to care if he had attracted too much attention to himself. As he was given eye contact from Lark, he politely dipped his head before shrinking deeper into the crowd in search for Calypsei. They both happened to approach each other at the same time, which brought a glowing smile to his features. The oceanic female was a closer friend, and he felt relieved to have found her. Who else was he to sit and chat with? "Great, thanks," the boy chirped in response to her greeting-like question, giving an excited wag of his tail before seating himself next to her. He listened in to Bass' quick announcement; not only did he announce his children's birthday but he also acknowledged other birthdays including his own and Calypsei's. So, he hadn't been forgotten after all. This celebration was shaping out to be better than expected. Unfortunately, he couldn't think of any games or activities to suggest because of the excitement that had swallowed his mind. He was certain someone else would think of better ideas than his, and so he craned his head and observed the gathered wolves curiously.