Lost Creek Hollow but call me home.

The blue-nosed wolf was making a pass around the borders, laying down more scent markers as the band of companions prepared to make their official claim; prepared to become a pack. He was just hiking a leg against a tree when Harlyn's song went up, one of cheer and anticipation. He started to swing his tail, and as soon as he finished dousing the tree he threw his head back and howled his own song of happiness and excitement, along with Andalusia and... wait a moment. He paused mid-way in his howl, realizing there was a voice among them he did not recognize.

Luke's ears swiveled as he sought to pinpoint the location of this new caller, and once he had done so, he set out to find them. It took him several minutes, no more, for he was not far from them, and he approached with tail waving. "Hey! Looking for a home?" Straight to business.