Redhawk Caldera winds from the southwest

Somebody Fox hasn't met! @Tiger @Orpheus @Sebastian

Fox had heard about the newcomers, but she hadn't actually met any of them. Their names, of course, were given to her by whomever had greeted them at the border, but those went in one ear and out the other. She'd never been particularly good with names, especially when it came to wolves she'd not yet laid eyes on. Today, she was hoping to fix that last bit and actually get to know some of her newer pack-mates. Mothering had taken up most of her time, but as the pups began to be weaned from her milk, she was gradually getting more freedom to go back to her usual ways.

Presently, she sat atop a large rock, simply enjoying the warm breeze as it filtered its way through her red fur. Peregrine was at home watching the kids, and she had stopped her patrol for a rest. Her hope was that either a) one of the newcomers would seek her out or b) she'd happen across them during her patrol. Neither had happened just yet, but it was only early afternoon, and she had plenty of time before she needed to head back.