Moonspear as long as there is a light

She thought she might have heard some sort of guff from inside the den, and swung an ear back accordingly to listen for more to confirm her suspicions or put her at ease. When after a moment of held breath, she heard nothing further from behind her, she readjusted once again towards a focus beyond the den--where she would much rather put her interests right now after so many weeks of revolving solely around their every single need.

A voice perked her head up and sight of an unfamiliar wolf to accompany it rose her hackles before she could catch them. Realization was a half-step behind: Charon had mentioned something about this male (and another younger one too), his markings distinct enough for her to even remember a piece of despite living this sequestered away from everyone not immediately related to her. She was admittedly tense despite his appearance suggesting a cautious approach, as it should be. Very few pressed this close.. but it was nearly time to change this, for her sake and the puppies.

The alpha chuffed back a low note and pulled herself up into an upright sit, more prepared than before. "Greetings," she imparted first of all, and looked him up and down best she was able to. She didn't move to shoo him. Instead she  was carefully curious, instinctively so, especially for these first moments where his first impressions mattered. "Why have you come?" she asked to go right for the point here. While her tone suggested a stoniness, he had not urged more out of her; he had a chance.