Blackfeather Woods [mandatory pack meeting] awaiting a word

Nothing seems right anymore.

Nightstar heeded the call on autopilot and found a place near his sister, but not quite close enough that he'd be forced to interact with any pups. He'd not had much experience with them, and the evoked strange instincts and even stranger memories that he was doing his best to supress.

Besides, there seemed to be bigger things to worry about. There was a pale, malformed shewolf at their head that he'd not met before, and the one that'd greeted him at the borders beside her. Others, too, that he did not know. The world seemed strange and large and empty around him. He tried to focus on the voices of his packmates to cement himself in the present, but he was still sleeping poorly, and concentration came only with great difficulty in such a state.