Chilling by the window after Carlson's talk with the omegas, Kalib wondered if there was going to be trouble tonight. He hoped that tonight wouldn't be a problem because hunters are really annoying to deal with. The weather channel said it was going to be a pretty chilly night and it wouldn't be fun having the wind in his fur only because he and the pack were running from a hunter. His eyes swept about the pub to see if anything was amiss. Nothing really except a few new faces. [i]"Just one more birthday and I'm hella legal to drink. Can't wait."[/i] He thought, remembering the innumerable times he went with buddies to the bar but never had a full glass of alcohol. [i]"Soon."[/i] He clenched a fist, internally promising that his first drink will be a scotch. Hard scotch. 

With a sigh, he scanned around again, ticking off the pack members as he went and then he stopped. [i]"Where did Andrew go?"[/i] He didn't know the guy personally but it wasn't comforting to know an omega is missing when there's a possible hunter outside. Stepping away from the window, he went around to look for Andrew.