Blacktail Deer Plateau PACKTIVITY — Then the quiet explosion

Pura had.. missed a lot. He was surprised to hear the summons, and more surprised still to see that the two ears they had buried (and then re-buried) had become a talking, walking wolf once more. The pup - although at 3+ months, it was difficult to tell him apart from the juveniles - was one of the last to arrived, taking up position a few feet behind Saēna. Large gatherings were stressful, and he wanted to steal away as soon as possible - to the Fairy Kingdom that he and his sister had claimed as their own.

There was a very bright, very red creature sitting next to Doopee (Peregrine, for the uninitiated). Pura squinted his metallic eyes at her, nostrils flaring as he attempted to pull her scent in from a distance. She wasn't black, he thought, having arrived too late to hear Junior say it.