Ankyra Sound Breakin' is easy and hope is hard

Skip me as needed! This thread doesn't concern him at all lmao but DEAR LEADER SUMMONED HIM I wanted to acknowledge the tag!

He had heard the call of Rusalka's leader, a howl for both he and another. It wasn't urgent but it was...commanding, and so Lucca obeyed the summons. He was still terrified of her — and every other member, really — but he wanted to retain his place within the pack (at least for the rest of the winter), and so hurriedly made his way towards where the call had come from. Lucca swallowed back a nervous whine as he came upon the scene, the sharp, metallic scent of wolf blood instantly drowning out any other smell.

He skidded to a halt at a distance so as not to intrude, tail tucked against his belly as he surveyed the situation. A gravely injured, red-cloaked stranger pressed tight against the breast of that strange, masked woman, while Caiaphas stood opposite with the countenance of a viper. He could feel the tension even from where he stood, and the leader's words only confirmed the gravity of the stand off.

His gaze flicked between the three, not quite understanding the circumstances but feeling the familiar fluttering of anxiety in his gut. Man, did he join at the worst possible time. It was then the cogs in his head began to churn and he realised why Caiaphas had let out the call in the first place. Regardless whether this battered lady was staying or not, she needed something for her injuries! He gave a start, before turning and scurrying off again to find some of the herbs the pack had been using for the wounded.