Ever since encountering the little fox, Larus had withdrawn from the pack. Or rather, the few members of the Sound which he frequently saw; Caiaphas was away more often anyhow, and Kevlyn was not someone Larus had any urge to know (he still found the thought of a new little brother to be incredibly wrong). But when the howl rose in to the air, the wandering youth halted. He looked through the trees as if to witness the sound itself, thinking plainly, 'Should I go?'
But he was pulled towards the gathering, as he had been when Aktaie had summoned them for a ritual. Maybe this was another ritual? It didn't sound like Aktaie though - it sounded more like -
Larus slipped out from the darkness between the cypress trees, and saw a few wolves upon the beach. Caiaphas. He identified her easily enough, and headed towards the gathering. What was she doing? Where was Aktaie? He didn't ask any questions, but he did hobble up to the nearest body - Nishu, though he'd never met the wolf - and plopped his rear down in the sand. He looked expectantly to his not-mother, but soon grew bored and let his mind drift.