First of the Year [MEETING]

Revenge was ashamed of himself, he hardly showed his face anymore. Esti had been able to lure him out, but he hadn't been speaking to Mercy and that wrongness in his life wouldn't encourage him out. Still, when Valentine called Revenge would certainly come. Sighing heavily he'd drag himself from the den, searching his mind for an excuses he might be able to spout if it came to a confrontation with his alpha. He couldn't be kicked out, if he was thrown from the pack how was he supposed to keep an eye on his sister, to make sure she didn't die from her battle wounds? He couldn't make it on his own, he was sure. While he could have cared for himself on his own he wasn't sure he'd be able to live with out his litter mate.

Making his way from the Orchard to where he was summoned Revenge would skirt the edge of the clearing. Taking in the others that had already arrived he'd make himself push through the heavy underbrush and take a seat in full view of his leader. He'd hold himself as tall as his rank demanded, proud to be a Medicus, but he knew full well he hadn't reached the level of excellence that Vaeltine demanded.