Broken Antler Fen From high hopes to the ground

Ohhh she was late.

At least she was in time to catch the gist.  Bridget skidded to a running stop just shy of the meeting, then jogged into the little huddle.  Good morning,  she addressed the collective cheerfully, casting her eyes over her current packmates (sorta?).  Quiet bunch, but on a first pass they seemed friendly.

Talking leadership?  She confirmed.  She'd heard the last comment from Ibis, but hadn't heard the intro.  Council's all well and good, but you are definitely going to want some kinda tie breaker.  Otherwise good luck getting anything done in a timely manner.  She smiled affably, though there was a note of exasperated history behind the comment.  She'd always hated the council of her home pack; they'd been fairly slow on the uptake for anything.

She took a seat next to Teya, but continued to take in the pack.  The woman Ibis had addressed was the one who had welcomed them, and Bridget assumed she was the point person (for now?).  There was a cute chonky girl to her side, and then a couple of dudes and a few kids.  All in all, not a bad lot.

Still no sign of Sundance... she was starting to get worried.  Perhaps after the meeting she'd take a hunt and go looking for him.