OOC: I love when Mel uses 30stm titles 
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The howl came through to his window rather quickly, but the man was rather slow to moving about it. He then realized that he had been lazy about the last meeting and did not attend. He figured about five minutes later that it would be nice for the others to know that he wasn't dead or something. He got up from his bed and he walked out of his door. He yawned and stretched out his back and arms as he rose his arms over his head and grasped his hands together and he stretched like that. He shook out his fur before he had knocked on the doors next to his room, first his son's door, Sascha and then his brother's, Marik. His brother came out immediately and spoke to Cotl for a few short moments in which they conversed about what was going on downstairs, on the mansion porch. The two then would descend down the stairs.
They both exited the mansion through the front door to be greeted with familiar and unfamiliar faces. Cotl, nor Marik found it in their interest to introduce themselves to the faces they did not know because it was not the right time to do so. Cotl had taken his place not far from Talitha, but he did make sure that there was enough space for them to know that Cotl had no special rank that was high enough for him to take his place directly next to the Optio. The only thing that was slightly special about him was that he was fucking the Optio, but then again, Talitha could have been fucking more than just Cotl since Cotl and Talitha didn't really have that much really going for them. They both were incapable of producing the right feelings for each other for anything but non-passionate sex to happen. If they made it farther than just the unemotional sex them the world would more than likely come to an ending. He acknowledged the woman though with a toss of his head towards her before his eyes had looked to his brother. He also looked to Halo and did the same, silently greeting the Lykoi woman.
His eyes would go through the faces before he would twitch, and his gaze would land on the wounded Aquila. Cotl could only wonder what the man was going to lay on the table for the coyotes to chew on now.
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