When Finn had first stepped out into the vast lands of the Teekon Wilds, it had never ocurred to him that he'd join a pack. And yet there he was, attending to another wolf's call as it were the most important thing in the world. He had taken Ferdie's advice though, he had thought upon his decision before vowing to be loyal to the Plateu. This had been a choice that had not been as erratic as his entrance to the clearing.
With his tongue hanging from his mouth and his chest fur casually messy and ruffled he padded close to the little gathered group of his new packmates. His eyes scouted each one of the members sitting, before moving onto the ones standing. There was a juvenile reaching down to a younger pup, and a male seating not so far. He decided to stay away from the pup since he had learned they were whiny creatures.
As the silver colored boy took a seat in the back of the crowd, his eyes raking through Blue's face and then Peregrine's. He watched too the heart wrenching scene of pup uniting with father, but unlike Amelie he didn't have an aww! for them. what he did have on the other hand was an ahh! as he recognized the fiery silhouette of the girl he had met by the creek.
His tail began to drum lightly against the ground and his ears pricked with interest as he watched her stand --looking like a lost sheep-- next to Peregrine. What was she doing here? Wasn't she from a pack in the Creek? That's what he had thought by what she had said at the end.. Of course Finn didn't know she had in fact belonged to the Creek, but not as a regular member but as the queen.
"Feisty Fox" he murmured while shooting a blinding smile in her direction. She had to remember Mr. Hunky.