::Bakkaran had no idea what was going on as he meditated in the mountains. He had heard word that Libby was presumed dead, but he didn't believe it. Following that were notes of others placing themselves in positions, and he snorted in disgust. A pack member was dead, and all they could think about was ranks? "Idiot pups, they don't know anything about what being a pack is all about. If, IF Libby is indeed dead, they should be mourning her, not fighting over her positions. And no one can name themselves anything, not without the Head Alpha's consent. And seeing as How I am head Alpha, no one will be getting any ranks." *He stood up and shifted to his wolf form, thundering back towards his fountain, howling as he went. He was going to hold a meaning, and he was wanted nothing more than to box all of the pups ears, but he was the Alpha, and his first concern, as it always was, was the pack.*