Hushed Willows Your lizard king has spoken (all hail)

Larkspur twitched awake when Tavi's voice called out, summoning the pack to join her somewhere out in the willowy woods. She slowly began to climb to her feet, already looking around for her parents or brothers. A gray blur flashed past her, shouting, and Spur startled and stared after the smaller cub as he disappeared into the woods. She sipped in a breath, then stepped out into the sunshine, feeling the oppressive early summer heat pressing down on her... or maybe it was just the exhaustion in general which seemed to be plaguing her more than ever lately.

Seeing no sign of Harlyn, Mordecai, Silas or Pippin in the immediate vicinity, she began to walk. It wasn't long before she caught up with the pack mates gathering around Tavi. Larkspur swallowed quite nervously, creeping behind the others to slip up beside her mother. She pressed her muzzle against the side of Harlyn's neck, hoping it was okay to join her there. Spur then dropped wearily to her haunches, leaning slightly into her mother as her overly-large blue eyes fastened on Tavi and her loudmouthed son.