Sleeping Dragon you were a star, my dear, the brightest in all the skies
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Hope it’s okay I assumed he tagged along this time :)
 
Storm heard the call, and this time he was allowed to attend, if only because there wasn’t any way he was going to be escorted to his den in time for his guard to return to the meeting without being late. He skittered into the meeting place alongside his guard, gazing around with wide brown eyes. They stopped to wait for Heda, and Storm sank to the ground until he was a shrivelled lump, lower than any other at the meeting. The lowly Omega waited with hope and reverence for his leader.

She appeared, cloaked in black on this dark evening. She stood near Gyda, who held none of his attention. All of the words sunk in but few had meaning – a prisoner had been given snippets of information, and even if they had kept him completely in the loop, he had no idea of the pack or wolves that were causing the conflict.

He had no objections to make to her request, only some consternation. It appeared she was putting herself in danger again. Storm huffed softly to himself, and kept to where he was plastered against the floor with no movement.