“Damn, shit, it’s cold,” Pace said, accidentally stepping into the water of the cove without meaning to. The sky was clear and that just meant the air and literally everything was colder. The sort of day where even Pace didn’t go diving into the lazy winter waves. She needed a few more weeks before she felt acclimated enough to get back to old habits.
But boy, had she missed the ocean.
And the Tribe.
It seemed to have grown? Maybe? She wasn’t sure who all wanted to consider themselves Friends or whatever. All of them could, for all she cared. So it was on the note of that as well as on the note of giving some wolves who deserved recognition and titles and all that pack-ly shit that she was definitely going to call a meeting.
No Carl, though. She wondered if Vincent knew more than she did. They really should talk about that, she just needed to nab his ear for a minute. Maybe that could be part of this.
Standing out on the sand, she lifted her head to howl. The authoritative summons she almost never used. This was.. what, their second meeting? Hahaha, hilarious. She found that hilarious. She bet Rufus had a meeting like every full moon or something. She wasn’t sure why she could imagine that, but she totally did.
“Wakey, wakey! I want to see your booties, darlings!” she called, in case anyone didn’t get the message.
((Loose posting order, especially with how big this could potentially get. Anyone welcome. One or two posts per round, and Pace will be the round marker. One or two days between rounds if all goes well! I know some timelines are a little bit wibbly, but feel free to make whatever assumptions you are comfortable with if you want to attend!))
Jul 10, 2017 01:15 PM
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