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It had been in the process of being made for some time, but the K9 club was a far cry of being ready. Not that Tybalt would let that stop him from opening up the club ahead of schedule. It had been long enough and he wanted this club up and running. Complete or incomplete it didn't matter.

The club meeting grounds was even ready--sort of. A little shabby maybe, but it was hidden carefully just beyond the tree line of the forest giving them their own little private area where they could feel comfortable. He had even found a small grave belonging to a minipet that he could drag into becoming their mascot. That was if he could coax it out of the grave first. Either way, he was excited. All that was left now was to summon those who had signed up for the club and then they could help them figure out what to do from there.

Now... he had given that some careful thought. How was he supposed to summon them all for each club meeting? There was so many canine students now. More than double than when he originally joined the school. So he came up with one possible idea. A dog whistle. It was perfect really, only those meant to hear the whistle actually would, so naturally Tybalt would give it a shot.

With that in mind, he put the whistle to his lips and blew one loud from it.

Chaya's ears flicked. And again. The high whine was piercing, crazymaking. It made her want to bounce and snap at nothing. She had to find it. She followed the sound, her ears flicking irritably every few second, as though the noise was a fly she could drive away. Then again, if it had been a fly, she'd have caught and eaten it by now.

Much to her surprise, the source of the noise was another canine. She trotted right up to the black dog and the pale one, and inquired, "How do you blow that without making your ears all itchy?"

What in Naryu’s name could elicit such a horrible sound? Let out a howl of pain, the wolfos covered his ears in an effort to escape the noise. Sadly, that was simply not an option, and following it to the woods, the scent of dog was in the air. Others no doubt had heard the sound and had done as he did, following it in an effort to put a stop to it. Because sweet merciful goddesses it was a horrible sound.

Arriving at the gathering he let out a small whine. “Why?” He didn’t know it was the k9 club, but none the less he gave Tybalt a rather dejected glance. “That has got to be the most accursed sound I have ever heard. Why would you even…” a shake of his head, red eyes when to the other canines. Shehk he knew only as a member of the student council. The other two? Not a clue. Bowing slightly at both of them he figured it would do well to introduce himself. “Frost in the Storm, by the by.”

"Hi Frost-in-the-Storm, hi LW, hi Tybalt," Chaya answered cheerfully. "I'm Chaya, I'm a spectral hound. My great-grandda was the Hound of the Baskervilles," she told them proudly. Then, remembering the manners that Momma B had tried to inculcate her with, she added, "Nicetomeetcha."

By the time everyone arrived, Tybalt was still twisting a finger in his ear and vowing silently to bring ear plugs the next time he tried this. He knew the others would be able to hear it, but he completely forgot that he was also one of the few that would and paid the price of that mistake. With that horrid ringing noise in his ears. The others didn't seem to pleased either. He tried giving them a smile. A sheepish one.

"Umm... if you can tell me the answer to that question, you'll be my new best friend." He said, answering Chaya's question. Meaning he wasn't able to.

The others, unfortunately, still looked unimpressed. LW was even telling him off.

"Whaaaat? How else was I supposed to get you all here?" He asked, trying not to tilt over as the she-wolf leaned on him. "Besides, you guys are exaggerating. I-it wasn't even that bad--" Once you get passed the ringing in your ears that was. "--and it worked too!" He quickly added, gesturing to all of those present, with a 'Please don't kill me!' look. "It beats going to room to room and trying to sniff you out." Which was something he didn't want to waste time on, nor try.

(( I am so sorry for the wait guys. Q__Q;; RL is slowly killing me. ))

There was a nod of agreement from Neil with Chaya's suggestion. His red eyes were still very intensely upon Tybalt.

"Or even text." The gimblewolfs tone was very flat and matter of fact.

Neils head tilted to the side. Was this boil upset? Not that Neil really cared or anything. But still his head stayed tilted to side as he curiously watched Tybalt. At least for the next time he agreed to text. Which made Neil feel a slight pinch of pride.

"So you got us all here.. What was it that you wanted? Club stuff?" Neils head remained back up right. He didn't even seem to notice his head had just been cocked to the side. His stern features remained but his stare was a lot more relaxed in his eyes.

When Neil voiced his question, Tybalt's guilty look disappeared and was replaced with a wide grin, full of serrated teeth. Unfortunately for everyone else, the gimblewolf's question had reminded the black dog about the reason he had called them all here.

"Working out meeting times and activities aside..." He paused, allowing his grin to widen a little more. "Cleaning." A word he was sure everyone would just love to hear. "We need to fix up our meeting spot so its a little more uhh... presentable." He shrugged, not at all bothered by the fact that he was dragging them all in for cleaning duty. Because like hell he was doing it alone. "Next club meet we'll have something better planned. Promi--."

Before he could finish his sentence, Jove let out a barely audible squeak and hid behind him. Which of course had the black dog looking very puzzled.

"What's up?"