Adrian stared daggers at Fenris, his voice a growl, "Watch your tongue, whe-" He started before being cut off by Finnegan with a raised hand. Adrian sighed in agitation and they pack moved for the council room, taking their seats as Seraphine began the opening. Adrian looked to Abigail as she sat in the extra chair given to their pack - on account of their current power shift. He gave her a slightly reassuring smile as they began to introduce themselves, starting with Finnegan. Adrian rose and cleared his throat, "I'm Felix Allistor - soon to be named Alpha of the head pack of the Werewolves; tonight, I feel we should address..." He froze... What had Felix wanted to talk about? He clenched his fist, relaxed, and squeezed again, rubbing his temples as though he'd forgotten.

"How embarrassing," He said, trying to buy his time as he shifted his weight from side-to-side, catching Finnegan's death glare from the corner of his eye. "Erm... We should address the disunity experienced between our three races in recent times and not only mobilize against the hunters again, but begin to decide territorial boundaries as our numbers multiply as well as what those boundaries entail." Finally, Adrian had managed to collect himself and organize an answer that Felix might have.

With a slight sigh of relief, he looked to Finnegan, who gave him a passive nod. [I]Cool down... Felix is passionate, but not overworked,[/I] he reminded himself calmly, [I]So just speak with feeling... The hardest part should be over.[/I] He then looked to Abigail to hear her introduction, a small, prideful smile on his face.