Shallows Edge a man is just a man.

And so it began. Though he would never admit it, Askan had been dreading this season and the awful, nose aching smell that came with it. Yes yes, he knew no one was at fault here, that nature did what it wanted but that still didn't stop him from being grumpy and irritable, just as he had been the year before, and the one before that. He supposed it wasn't so bad, Remington was the only one creating a stink,but that was enough to make him blanch in disgust.

It was disgusting, nauseating and all Askan really wanted to do these days was spend time with his mate. You know, the one who didn't smell bad and was handsome to boot, scars and all.

Askan was lounging upon his throne, rock, whatever you want to call it, when Reyes' howl reached his ears. It wasn't for him, he could tell that as much but he still felt the itch to heed his call. It wasn't because Askan wanted to shove his nose in all of the Shallow's affairs it was more...it was a little less tangible than that, he supposed. With a huff, he pushed himself to his feet and headed over to the meeting spot. To his surprise, Percy was already on the scene...and thank God she didn't reek. He wasn't sure how he would have handled that, the thought alone was weird, slimy almost, so Askan shoved it aside and plonked his ass down on the ground right next to his mate and co-leader.

He had no affectionate greetings, not even a wag of his tail or a chuff. Just a grunt as he squared his shoulders and made no effort to look as though he hadn't woken up on the wrong side of the den this morning. At the very least, the view wasn't so bad and perhaps once this was done he could drag Reyes to train somewhere quiet and out of sight. Maybe that would help get rid of the tension mounting in his muscles and the achy throb at the back of his head.

A meeting? Oh no, oh no… he couldn’t be late. While Seven was no longer the newest member in the Edge he still didn’t want to set a bad example. Make his cousin doubt his abilities and kick him out. Seven also worried that others looked at hime like he was useless, and that Askan was just doing him a favour by allowing him to stay in the shallows. Which was why the peppered yearling tried to do as much as he could when it came to patrolling and hunting. He didn’t want to be viewed as invaluable. A worried frown had been etched into his dark features as he moved quickly through the forest. He’d never really attended a pack meeting before; therefore, he did not know what to expect. Seven would just keep his head down and his mouth shut. He wasn’t looking to cause any drama.

As he arrived the yearling offered both of his leaders a quick nod in greeting before settling down, his muddy gaze sweeping the small group before returning to his paws.

The duo had been together, as per usual, when the call sounded through the trees. They had been poking around the moss-covered log bridge at the southern edge of the shallows when Reyes’ voice beckoned them forward, earning a perplexed expression from the tawny boy. He glanced over at his greyscale friend—did she know why they were being summoned? Giving her a soft shrug he shuffled over the bridge and loped forward, his chin over his shoulder as he called out to her: C’mon, Pumpkin! We don’ wanna be late! Sachiel could only imagine the glares they’d receive from both Reyes and Askan if they were the last to arrive. Fortunately they hadn’t been too far—Sachiel hoped they were just close enough. Without waiting for her response the agouti streaked through the trees, a blur of green and brown surrounding him as he chased after Reyes’ voice.

His pace slowed as they arrived at the small gathering, his mismatched eyes sweeping around to inspect those who had already gathered. He almost sighed in relief when he realized they weren’t the last to appear. He shot both of his leaders a warm smile before he settled down, his nose pointed toward his grey companion—what was the purpose of this meeting? His lips fell into a soft frown but he dared not ask. Reyes and Askan would be quick to explain the reason; they weren’t the type to beat around the bush.

And then you get up and get up and get up again

Remi wished for a good fight. A brawl had the possibility to put an end to this. Of course, she'd have to lose, and it would work better with a female. It was too bd Percy and Hawthorne were still on the young side. She kinda wished she'd run into the woman by the stinky water again. She probably would have been obliging. Remi wasn't about to leave pack lands. That was asking for trouble. She might not toy with the idea of actual relief, but it'd be stupid to wander around like a neon sign. Just like last year..

Reyes voice called to the entire Edge, and she thought about ignoring him. It'd just be better for everyone if she stayed in this dank hole till this was over. Askan would surely agree. But, it wasn't him asking for their presence. She did not want a scolding from Reyes. She could hope this meeting wasn't to single her out.

With a sullen groan, she left the coolness of her bed and met the evening sun. Making her way she noticed she was not last, and it slightly helped her nerves ebb. So despite being the only one inflicted she carried herself as if nothing was out of the ordinary, and dipped her head to both dark leaders. There was no spot by Phoenix, but even if there had been she wouldn't have taken it. Instead, she stuck the other younger ones, taking a little bit of a back seat. Hoping this would be one quick meeting.

She quickly trailed after Plant Boy, tail waving eagerly behind her. Unlike some of the other pack wolves she was rather excited for the call Reyes had sent out. Snow and slush kicked up and dirtied her underside and legs - further darkening the half peppered girl.

As they broke onto the scene Hawthorne was quick to give a wide grin to both of the male superiors. She was fond of both of them and any reason to see the duo was a good one. Her rear settled down on the earth as she leaned into Plant Boy. Don't look so glum. She whispered just for him before her orange gaze examined the crowd again.

The young girl gave a quick grin to @Remington despite them not being awfully close. The older female had still been there through thick and thin, obviously a good wolf for the Edge. Any others would receive a small nod if she made eye contact with them. Her attention fell right back to her superiors, though. She was eagerly awaiting to hear what this was about.