Redtail Rise the man of the crowd

With each day, the shock and excitement refused to fade. She remembered the face of the wolf who had been slaughtered- and the scent of the one who had done it. She was a hound on a leash, heeling to her guardian's gentle but firm command. It did not stop her from wanting and dreaming, though. 

The call shook her, and she nipped at Reki, before darting to the meeting area, her quiet friend hot on her heels. Fleet, and by chance in the right area at the right time, it takes very little time for Lilia to arrive, breathlessly eager. She slid to a halt next to Ancelin, her shoulder at his, and silenced the sound of her panting breaths though her lower jaw chattered slightly with anticipation. She met her guardian's gaze, and despite the nerves that were singing in her ears, she was focused. Ears cupped and eyes wild, she bids herself a bit of congratulations on being among the first to arrive- Reki not long behind her.