Take a plain black marker and write this on your chest

After having a recent discussion with her father, she knew it wouldn't be long before her parents set their plans into place. When was the last time they had all formally gotten together? They had, of course, seen each other out and about at the last festival, but that wasn't a proper meeting. She hoped the rest of the pack weren't still recovering from the festivities; her paws were itching for responsibilities and a chance to be active once more. It all started with a pack meeting, and so she would take herself there.

She held unusual eagerness in the way she confidently trotted into their familiar gathering grounds, being unsurprisingly, the first to arrive. Greeting her parents with a smiling nod and "hello", she took a seat close by and began to crane her neck to search through the trees for the rest of Threar. Miksa was the one she was most looking forward to arriving as she was rather curious to see how he had settled since they had last spoken. Recalling her encounter with the young male, she was certain the Authors would explain his role and duties if he still happened to feel lost. And so, she would wait.

"Speech"