Silvertip Mountain PACK MEETING - The mountain tall

Raissa had heard the pack rankings announced earlier that morning and was a little surprised to find that she had fallen to the near bottom. But she wouldn't let that get her down, so she padded along with a happy bounce until she came to the place Fitz had howled for, joining the three wolves. She gave a nod and a smile to Tempest, her current best friend in the pack and gave Fitz a quick lick on the cheek before going to sit by a wolf she didn't recognize yet. It was good that the pack was gaining members and she was happy to see they had another male in the pack. At least Fitz wouldn't be completely out numbered any more.

"Hi, I'm Raissa. And I think I caught your name. Copper?" she asked in a friendly manner, noticing the cold stare Tempest had shot him. She wondered what that was all about. Maybe she would ask her friend later, hoping nothing was bothering her.