Swiftcurrent Creek you soon find you have few choices — mandatory meeting, r2 ends 11/17

The howl had summoned him, but he was definitely one of the last to arrive. Traipsing forward, the youth gave his sister a wide berth, given the daggers she seemed to be shooting in everyone’s general direction. Viinturuth’s scent had faded from the lands, and his champagne eyes clouded with worry, a light frown on his masked face. Pulling up to the side of his brother who had flopped unceremoniously to the ground, the darker juvenile settled beside Akatosh, his eyes falling to his parents, wondering what this was about—he couldn’t even recall the last time he seen them together.