Like the moon an enigma, lost and alone in the night (Mandatory Pack Meeting)

Dark and allegedly haunted.
That was all Kove had ever heard of the forest. The pack, though, he had heard nothing of. It was new to him, that much was obvious in the way he conducted himself. Despite these things, he had somehow found himself within the pack's domain. To make things stranger, the brute found himself heeding the call of the Dark Queen, going so far as to pursue her call.
He was not close to where her voice sounded from, having to run a good bit before coming to decent distance away. He was nervous, yes, though did many things to try and hide it.
His posture, his voice, the look he held...
Kove focused hard, determined to hide each of these things that may alert the other wolves to how he really felt. What he could not change was the emotion that danced in his orbs. It was nearly impossible to shade it from the views of others, but it did not stop him from trying.
Before he could think anymore, hide anymore, the light wolf had made his way into the clearing. The balls of copper that where his eyes moved over each form that resided in the clearing, counting only three, aside from the Queen and himself. There was a slight flick of one of his ears, having just barely caught the tail end of Meldresi's words to the two other males.
"A ceremony, eh?" Kove's voice rang out, holding a curious edge to it. "Of what sort?"