Living in the courthouse meant Gunnar wouldn't be able to miss anything that was going on with the pack. So when Anann started preperations for a celebration, he'd decided to get ready himself (she'd been almost done when he'd finally came home to see it, after spending the day patroling and training), dressing in the best clothes he had and even making an effort to actually brush his hair.
After a great deal of struggling, he'd managed to tie it back with a blue lace, keeping his bangs out of his face for once and somewhat enjoying the regal appearance it gave him.
He brushed his fur to the point that it hid most of his scars and then, with one last check to make sure he looked fine, he headed downstairs to the main level.
He came in just in time to hear Anann giving the start of her speech. Slipping off to the side, he smiled as he paid close attention to what the female leader had to say. At the end of her speech, he even moved to greet her.
Lady Anann. He nodded deeply to her as he approached. The courthouse has never looked so festive. Good job. As raspy as his voice was, Gunnar was still very much able to offer warm praise.
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