Hideaway Strath where secrets lie in the border fires

Known to Dakarai or not, his son was following close behind, glancing back and forth between various wolves as they began to gather. He did not like being among so many others, and let out a small growl here and there to warn them to keep their distance. But even then, if they bugged him there was not really much he could do about it, besides pup-growls and hollow threats.

The silver boy wrinkled his nose at the scents he picked up, and truly he didn't recognise any of them, other than his father's and his sister's. Everyone else was a total stranger to him. Despite this, Da seemed to respect them, which in turn stopped Aries from snapping. But if they annoyed him too much then he wouldn't think twice about it. That was Aries, for ya.

He felt a pull, a tug, a shiver of excitement, as the pack began their songs. The little boy could not sing himself, but the howl itself captured him enough that he tipped back his head and added a cry to mix.

It probably sounded like a strangled cat, but Aries was unaware. Ignorance was bliss, right?