Take a plain black marker and write this on your chest

Summons. A call to Threar for all to attend. The call of Novella was familiar... welcome. Félicien would breathe in, rising from where he lay. His mind was on his new rank -- Mystery of the pack. Féli would do his best to show he was worthy of the rank. Frith saw him fit for it so he had to be. The young man would begin to walk, head held high.

He had not spoken to many recently... but he would. Sorrel for one was someone he wanted to speak with. Too long, Féli thought, had gone without them speaking.

Sorrel, and hardly anyone else, had arrived when he did. Novella and Varda... that was it. He would tip his head to both as he sat. "Hello."