Golden Glade Let's not Shit Ourselves

In a very peculiar turn of events, the usually happy-go-lucky Tambourine did not turn up to play games. When he arrived and immediately took a post by Silas's shoulder, he stared expressionlessly at the pack's Alpha. He still didn't know what he made of the rugged leader. But the past few days, Tambourine had found himself mulling a lot about the circumstances leading up to their stay here in the glade.

Ignoring (or oblivious to) the light spirit of the gathering, Tambourine stepped toward Reek and asked, "Why did we chase out the pack that lived here? Why didn't we pick one of the other territories? Why did we do that to them?" As soon as the words left his mouth, the newly minted adult seemed to realize this was neither the time nor the place. He blinked around self-consciously, then retreated to stand beside Silas again, hovering a little bit behind the older boy.