OOC: Oops! Didn't see it was my turn. 300+
Maldrid saw all of the pack coming towards this area. Some had decided to let the speechless moment last and to bask in the music. Maldrid didn't let the music end, he was playing his lute now and playing a song that told a story this time. To the listener they'd first be aware of their surroundings, but eventually they'd see images floating around in their vision. They'd see the story that Maldrid was now creating and telling through the sound of music.
This story was about his wanderings. A story that was filled with both sad and happy times. A song for all to enjoy. It started off on a light note that told of Maldrid's decision to leave his own pack and go out into the world to see what it has to offer. It told of Maldrid's excitement to view the world and its mysteries. To find out firsthand at what wonders lay in the vast beyond. Then the music hit a more ominous note. It told of the trials that he had faced. It told of sadness and hardship and the struggle to survive as a loner where he had lived with the fear of dying or being killed by another hostile wolf. In the end it told of his happiness when he finally joined up with the Crimson Dreams and how through every trial you undergo, there is always something better waiting for you in the end.
Maldrid stopped playing for a moment to listen to what the Lieutenant-General had to say. She talked of how the pack that everyone was now in started and how it had grown considerably in the one year that it has been in existence. She rose her bottle in a toast to the pack, Maldrid would have joined but he had nothing to toast with. Maldrid decided to stop playing for a moment and go socialize. He needed to get to know who was in the pack. it seemed to him as though he was almost a complete stranger to the others in the pack. He still was adjusting to pack life. He rose from his seated position and walked towards the group saying cheerfully, "Hello there!"
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