Jax wasn’t really sure WHY he had gone to the festival, but he had. Leaving Shadow behind at the camp, not that the wolf would stay on tribal ground as the creature had his own mind, Jax had headed out on his own for the festival. Maybe he would run into one of his own as all tribes were apparently welcome at the social gathering. But that was an uncertainty as he wasn’t sure if any others were going to attend the festivities.
After grabbing a drink from the refreshment table, Jax stepped away and wandered off toward the outskirts of the gathering of people. Nowhere near the social creature he had once been, Jax remained near the outer line of the festival to just watch the celebrating going on around him.