Don't you dare [MEETING]

Xephyris heard the call, his head raising and ears swiveling against the cold winds. A summons had been made, and he would respond at once. Though he didn't recognize the feminine voice yet, he could only assume that it was Arian, their President. Who else would call for the pack to come together? His large paws carried him swiftly toward the sound of the call. Within moments he'd arrived before the President, his silver eyes scanning over her and noting the slightly anxious expression, like she wanted to get things moving around here. It was her pack, after all, though communal as it was, she must have personal aspirations for their group as a whole. His tail flicked upward, waving at her as he approached. "Greetings, Miss President," he called out to her, his tone rough and gravelly.

Dipping his head to her, Xephyris seated himself within 10 ft., not edging too close, yet not situating himself so far away that he would need to strain over anyone else to see and hear the meeting. He was very curious to see why she would have them gathered today. Perhaps he would find a way to integrate himself further into the pack, get to know the others a bit and grow his future here. It was about time that he got to know his packmates and created a name for himself here in Sonticus.