Dragoncrest Cliffs the sirens of titan

Sirio was one of the least interested in all that drama that was occurring. Though they made for great stories, he couldn't say that he particularly liked these kinds. But, with the summoning howl of their leader ringing through the air, piercing his thick skull, he could not ignore the wanting of his feet to go to the place of meeting. He was one of the last to join in, he had noticed, for he saw nearly everyone he had known throughout his short life. He was only half paying attention to what was being said, vaguely recognizing the names and subject that were spoken about.

What he really didn't like was his mother being asked to join them. He could nearly not bear the thought of his mother's beauty being absent from their pack. He slowly nodded at the end of the speech, wondering if now was as good a time as any to take his leave.