The Sunspire Rally for the Future

Summer knew when he heard the call that he would be late to the party, and he completely lacked a good reason to be. It wasn't that he was too far from where they were gathered, nor that he hadn't heard the call the first time it had sounded. It was his nerves that locked his legs in place and didn't allow him to move.

Summer had spent very little time in his life with a pack. He had only once before this actually hunted with more than one other wolf and while that had gone alright, it had in no way made him feel prepared to actually hunt with the entire pack.

The seconds stretched to hours as the young wolf battled with himself over what to do. He knew he needed to answer the summons, but in his mind swam all of the excuses he could use for why he answered too late to actually join them on the hunt. Finally, his anxiety gave in to his sensibility and he broke free of his prison to run until he was amongst his packmates, shyly nosing cheeks and licking chins, all the while reminding himself to take deep, calming breaths.

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