Ankyra Sound nobody expects the spanish inquisition

don't worry, he's just coming in to see what all the hullabaloo is all about. Feel free to get him involved somehow, or just watch and be ignored~.

All that noise. Rusalka was rather quiet as far as a pack went, it gave Vengeance plenty of time to come and go as he pleased, plenty of time to heal from revious wounds, catch up on sleep and just take it easy while keeping up with the scented borders. With no job to his title other than to keep intruders out, Vengeance took this uppon himself to take it pretty lax... he wasn't about to go all out and become the best pack member any time soon.

However the yelling was hard to ignore. The brute rose from his den, shaking off the dirt that caked his pelt and calmly make his way to where the congregation had gathered. He was one of the last to arrive on the scene. An unfamiliar face was speaking to the group, speaking of a pup who had their neck broken. Someone's mom... a grudge. Interesting. He could only assume it was perhaps the pack leader seeing as how many connection this individual had, otherwise why would this individual be so important for everyone to see on alert. 

Staying on the outskirt of the meeting, Vengeance sat, allowing himself to observe the situation and be up to date with what may be going on. Should he be summoned to do something, so be it. At least he was present.