Walk | Talk | Think Time seemed to be flying by within the pack lands of Secretua. The Guardian could still remember when he had met the tiny but ferocious Akemi on his border, pregnant, beaten down, and without anyone to turn to except her derelict brother. Taking her in had been a chance, but one that had payed off immensely in the long run, and now was going to be paying off yet again. The pups that she had carried had survived and prospered, for the most part, inside of Secretua, and now they were a year old and well on their way to becoming full contributing members to the pack. He had wanted to begin their training for whichever task they eventually chose earlier, but circumstances prevented it. Now it was well past time for them to come forward and decide what it was they wanted to do to help out their elders. He knew Akemi would want to be there, and likely the children would have wanted her approval when they finally made their decisions, so when Rune strolled into the center portion of the Fern Gulley where most of the pack and his family kept their dens, it was with the intent of rounding them all up together. None of them seemed to be in the area presently, but if the children were anything like their strong and capable mother then they were out doing what they could already to either help or better whatever skills they thought they had. Hopeful and full of promise for the results of the impending meeting with the little family, Rune parted his jaws and beckoned in a howl for Akemi, Einarr, and Zisa to find him, and as he ended his call he sat down to wait for them.

The call of Rune was not one to be ignored. The female would rise from where she lay, resting in the sunlight, and she would beckon to her children with a soft bark. The two of them had finally reached a year old, and honestly the young mother could not be happier about the fact. They were young. They were strong. They were her pride and joy, a symbol of what her family had become. She missed the rest of her family from time to time, Baldur... Hati... but still... Secretua had become her new family and, in them, she thrived. She found herself a wonderful place to settle down and raise a brilliant son and daughter... and soon they would be joining the ranks of the working class, or be on their way to, within Secretua. The huntress would approach Rune with a smile on her maw, her single orb shining as she made her way to him. He looked good today she thought, and she would seat herself with little Tiny clinging to the fur of her forehead. The Pygmy Jerboa was a source of her strength, her happiness as well. He was her son as much as the other two were. "Good day to you Rune." The she wolf would rumble quietly to him. She'd give a respectful dip of her head to her alpha, her Guardian though she was careful to not shift Tiny from her head. "Good day Mister Rune~" Tiny would pipe up cheerfully, his little fluffy body once more practically blending with parts of Akemi's own fur. ""

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The young man would rise as first Rune called, then his mother beckoned him to follow. The large boy would follow without a single word, his tail swaying behind him slowly back and forth. He was thinking quietly to himself as he moved on, his thoughts turning to Freyr for a moment as he walked. Was the man okay? Was he alive and well somewhere out there? Did he still think of his mother, of them? Einarr would shake his head, telling himself it didn't matter. All that mattered now was moving forward. The young man would come to sit on the right side of his mother as she addressed Rune, tipping his own head forward in greeting. Speaking much to others not in his family wasn't really his style... though he had opened up to Eirik just fine. All that was left, he supposed, was to see why Rune called them here today. "Speech"

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Walk | Talk | Think As always, the Huntress was prompt in her answer to his summons, arriving with her large son in tow. Rune eyed the pair of them with approval in his frosty blue eyes, sitting a little straighter and feeling proud to have them both as part of his home and family. Akemi was a value that he had not expected to attain, and he hoped her son would prove just as much an asset as his mother was. The small girl who should have been with them was nowhere within sight, and curiously the Guardian glanced behind the approaching pair as if to see if she was merely straggling behind. Still nothing. Not exactly encouraging information, but he tried not to let it discourage him. The hard planes of the grey wolf's face softened as the little wolf greeted him and the tiny creature upon her brow did the same. "Good day," he echoed, "I'm glad to see you all doing well. I had hoped Zisa would be with you, but perhaps she will arrive a little late." A searching glance was given to the absent girl's mother, wondering if she had any ideas of where her daughter might have been or if she would show. Whatever the case, he did not intend to postpone the meeting on her account. "I wanted to speak to you about an important decision," he explained, "and I thought having you all together would be the best way to do it." Rune's eyes shifted to stare directly a the tall yearling, clearly indicating that what he had to say was meant specifically for him. "You're of an age where you should begin training for whichever task you are most interested in, Einarr. I don't know if you've given it thought before or if you have an idea what you would like to do, but it's time to begin thinking of what you would like to do." He gave a small pause, allowing the news to settle since, if unexpected, it would likely catch the Youth off guard. "Have you thought about what task you are interested in?" Rune questioned, adopting a gentler tone than he typically spoke with. He did not want to frighten the kid, nor did he want to pressure him. He simply wanted him to start thinking of the future. His future.