Dragoncrest Cliffs John 14:1-3

He heard of the newer wolves Thuringwethil has taken in. More outsiders. More mouths to feed. More children that are not their own. He didn’t quite voice these concerns to anyone except his brother but even there, there isn’t much there. He knows the tension within Drageda can be tense depending on who is around. As much as Arlo would prefer wolves of Trigeda coming to their doorstep as he had, he tries to take it with a grain of salt until they’ve proven to be followers of their ways.
 
Arlo does not make a point to find them, but he does note a scent he’s unfamiliar with and manages to follow it through the maze of redwoods. Her red form makes him think of Wildfire at first and while he can tell she is a mother, it is not the same. The large wolf buffs softly as he circles into view of the stranger.