Celebrate Good Times, COME ON!

Mingan walked into where the pack was throwing a party. He was not one to do parties, for he was still rather the lone wolf ever since he and his brother, Alvin, had that fight a couple months ago. He sat down and placed his head down upon his paws, closing his eyes and wishing that he had a better relationship with his brothers. He hoped that Tinaro did not get mixed up with Alvin's actions and got himself hurt. Tinaro was his only brother in his opinion as he approached him and sat down beside him.

"Tinaro, has Alvin talked to you about anything?" He asked, his eyes focusing upon his brother's. He did not know if he could really do anything if Alvin did get him mixed up in something, but he just focused on him and gave a curious glance to him, his tail wrapped around his haunches.