Swiftcurrent Creek soft buzz · pack meeting

The assertive howl of Fox wrestled her from hazy thoughts and a state of half-napping, sending a wave of trepidation over her as she got to her feet and started off towards the meeting. Her dallying efforts had missed their mark entirely, but she was not guilt-ridden; what had happened would have gone on with or without her interference.

When she arrived at the already-gathered assembly she gazed round quickly at her packmates before taking her position amid them. She noted various shades of self-assurance, detachment, protectiveness and worry before seating herself and waiting for Fox to break the silence. This time neither Jace nor Ferdie was present, and these absences filled her with premonition.