the awful screaming of the lambs • pack meeting

Well damn, Creidne thought as reality was hemmed and shook all about by the dictating shaman. Widening her eyes as she glanced discretely at other faces -Cree searched for a similar sense of unsettling in any one of them. However, it seemed that she was the last to know the apparently obvious truth, and so brooded in her scurried thoughts alone.

Being so new to the pack it wasn't as if the changes were all that overwhelming, but it was a situation in which principle ruled. Most wolves weren't comforted by such far reaching life alterations -least of all Creidne DeForge. However, she did her best to remain placid on the outside. She would save her fit until she was alone beneath a stretch of midnight.