Sawtooth Spire I was drunk, said I was sober, and you said yeah right

Gonna wrap this up!

Not much else to it. Phaedra and Thade were quick to entertain themselves with rabbit corpses while the adults talked among themselves. It was as awkward as any gathering could be with everyone milling around without much happening, and it made Wylla inexplicably grumpy. She'd expected more interaction from the pack, but most of them seemed reluctant to engage the cubs.

So she allowed it to continue only a little longer before thanking her packmates for coming and ushering the children with their new toys back into the den, where she could fume over how the meeting hadn't gone exactly how she wanted. Later, it would occur to her that at least Phaedra and Thade would recognize the faces of their packmates, which was more than Tiercel had ever gotten, and that would soothe her some.