Broken Antler Fen From high hopes to the ground

Penn was bored. No offense to Wraen or anyone else, but pack matters such as these really didn't interest the young Blackthorn at all. He had no real aspirations to lead and the only thing he expected of his leadership was for them to let him do what he pleased. Otherwise, who was in charge and how they ran things were irrelevant for him.

So, the boy tried to amuse himself by glancing around at the wolves gathered. He knew Maia and Wraen of course, and he recognized Arcturus. The others were new to him, though he wasn't too interested in them. Except for the girls--girls were very interesting to him these days. Two of them were too young, though they had potential. Their mom was definitely hot, though. Too bad she had that guy looming over her.

Wolves began speaking, so he paid some attention to that. But for his part, he didn't say a word. He pretty much just wanted to go and do his own thing again.