It wasn't long before a call summoned the pack for a certain little get together. Though he didn't care much for heeding the call, he was more interested in seeing how the wolves here fared in a fight. Frankly, he wouldn't be surprised if they fumbled over their feet, or bit their own tails as they tried to chase one another like children. He'd seen it in a small pack before, and it was really embarrassing. He hoped this pack wasn't too disappointing, but he wouldn't get his hopes up too much. As he stalked towards those gathered, amber gaze saw the very large figure that was splattered with a very unusual coat. The one that'd been eyeing him with Arietta in plain sight, and clearly disturbed. He smiled and winked at Amachi as his gaze then fell to a small child by her feet. He stared for a moment before turning his gaze up and stopping mere feet from the one who called them together. A rather mocking look in his eye as if to say "This is all who showed? How sad." If it were Sin, he'd make sure everyone showed up unless they were dying or their limbs were torn off. This was unacceptable in his eyes, but as it was the pack was still quite small. He would not bow to Kreft, his head and stature remained tall and proud as he waited to see what the man would do next.
