embrace this chance (Mandatory Pack Meeting)

The knight looked up from his spot on the seashore, hearing his Jarl's deep tones in the rallying cry. A meeting, it seemed, was being held. The former king found it strange that he did not have someone else to call meetings; back in Albion they had criers who had been specially trained to have long, loud calls that rang for miles. But he rose and answered the call nonetheless, eating up the ground in a matter of minutes with his long, lean legs.

He was one of the later arrivals. Many of his packmates were already there, eyeing their Jarl with varying emotions, mostly curiosity. Unfamiliar with most of his packmates, the Dread Knight sat towards the edge of the group, close enough to hear his Jarl's voice.