Sleeping Dragon kicked my heart to baltimore

At this point, the scent of a pack was impossible to deny. Though Whip felt safe under the watch of his mother and their trip was on invitation, he instinctually wished to pull away and keep a healthy distance from the border. The boy began to feel antsy as they approached. A skittering, static feeling of apprehension sank into his bones. But Whip was quickly calmed by his mother's instructions on etiquette. Knowing that they were not doing anything wrong by simply being there set Whip at ease.

Once his mother called for Wildfire, the family only needed to wait for a short while. Soon, she arrived with a wagging tail and an amicable air. Whip, having no recollection of his sister felt both caught off gaurd and ill prepared.  Sticking incredibly close to Gannet, Whip remained silent and tense, even as his sister came to greet him personally.