It had been a few days since Tulok had been accepted within the ranks of Horizon Ridge, yet despite this, he had managed to be promoted to Lambda, though aside from his frequent patrols and occasional efforts to help stock the food caches he was not sure what he had really contributed - though he was not about to point this out to Akhlut. He had not really had the chance to get to know Horizon Ridge’s Alpha in excruciating detail, but then again, Tulok was not known for being perceptional in the fine art of overtly long and unnecessary conversations. In essence, he knew all he needed of Akhlut - the basics. A name, his rank. It was sort of the same principle with Jinx - he knew her name, her rank, and that they were somehow, related. It was as simple as that. Having been given notice in regards to the pack meeting and some of it’s contents - namely the ritual in which two other members would become mates - though the ritual was unknown to Tulok; and admittedly he was a little weary of any sort of ritual in which two wolves became mates (not because of any other reason than his mind was in the gutter). Despite this, he had been encouraged to bring a gift to offer the happy couple to be. Though, yet again, Tulok was at a loss as to what sort of gift one gave in situations like this. Suluk had never held any rituals - they had just howled to announce it, congratulations were offered by their den site and that was that.
It had taken him a few days to find a couple rabbit furs from abandoned dens a few territories away, assuming that the couple would be aspiring to have puppies in the near or distant future and that puppies - or at least he and Arux had, at any rate (Sos knows they fought over them enough) - had a tendency to love furs. It was as practical a gift as Tulok could come up with, not really interested in selflessly parting with the few trinkets he’d managed to find on happenstance. When the call broke through the morning air, stirring the bear-like Kesuk from his sleep, his head rose, icy blue eyes blinking sleepily at the dirt wall of his den, before he sneezed once, having incidentally given himself a noseful of dirt. He stretched as much as the confines of his den would allow before he gathered the three furs he had managed to find in between his jaws and headed towards the origins of the call.
It did not take Tulok long to find the small gathering of his pack mates, noticing Akhlut and Jinx but unable to put the names to the faces of any of the others. He settled down a little ways away from everyone else, setting the furs gingerly at his paws, turning his attention towards their leader for further instruction.