Blackfeather Woods [mandatory pack meeting] awaiting a word

Quickie, god I hate mobile posting.

Sobek listened while his mother spoke of dangers; he had not been present for the first telling of Serem and the terrors inflicted upon Maegi, and upon hearing of these new concepts (kidnapping, primarily) he was innocent enough to merely tilt his head, his ears touching at the limbs of the wolf he had squished beneath. Then she spoke of issues between the kids - and this did not make any sense either. Sobek had not been present for any of it and neither had his blood siblings, as they had been questing for his return. Still, he looked to the children gathered and made a mental note to be friendly.

Then one of the other kids spoke up. They were young, a few months old maybe, and had a similar build and size to Sobek. Rowan looked like a child from a fairytale adventure who, weilding a wooden training sword, would vow to vanquish dragons when even trained adults fell victim. He worried immediately that the other child would get hurt, and idly looked up at the upside-down face of Jakoul as if to implore her to intervene, but remained silent. What good could a child do against the darkness that was Serem? And why would anyone leave the safety of the forest? 

Sobek had learned during his wayward discovery of the tarn that the world was a large and frightening place. His experience had not included a homicidal woman but it had been enough to make him wary of the outside world. With a small glance to Maegi - followed by a scramble, as he uprooted himself from Jakoul's shadow and wedged against his mother, he clung to her intently. Nothing bad was allowed to happen anymore, to anyone.