[ male ] [ six ] [ mateless ] [ imprintless ] [ covet x malina ]
Nine more had arrived. This was quite a gathering and Riot was perplexed as to how it had gotten so much attention. Was it that the call had gathered some for company or out of curiousity, and then the crowd growing larger was what brought yet more closer? He noted that some had paired off and left the area after a bit, but there was still quite a little gathering here. Nothing religious that he could see so far, so the first female's worries should be put at ease by now. Everyone was just.. lingering. Saying a few words and greeting those that they knew, maybe. It was astounding to be a part of all this, to hear the little snippets of conversation.

Things to keep in mind for later, to watch and listen to all that occured here today and ponder on the meaning of so much of it. There were some that were rough getting through the crowd to others, and there were some interesting expressions on some faces when they caught sight of someone else. Riot just waits it out, wondering when the grouping would dissapate. Eleven females had come, though some had gone by now, and thirteen males, the same with them. Some still here and some were gone. Overall it was still an absurd thing to see of wolves from so many different packs just lingering around like this. Mostly, they weren't even having troubles with one another.

Riot was learning a great many things being here, even if there was less talk than he'd like. There was some and he listened in where he could, but otherwise he just looked at the body language going on. Eventually he would go check out the Grotto, go through the sinuous areas of the place. Tunnels were like that, though. All twists and turns and bends and curves. There was still so much to search out here, and as ever, the need for a pack lingered on his mind, and the choices he would have to make regarding what would best fit him and his lifestyle. Or what he would hope would be his lifestyle. For now, he steps to the outskirts of the group, his gaze wandering away, one ears still perked to listen to those who might speak.