Lost Creek Hollow didn't expect you to whisper some truth through your hands

*party crashes*

It was simple kismet that brought Harlyn into the vicinity to overhear the pair of excited voices just beyond her Hollow.  One she recognized, but the other was foreign to her.  She was not usually one to intrude upon others mid-conversation, but the recent trouble the pack had experience made her feel a bit uneasy at the thought of not just dropping by to ensure that all was well.  

And so, the alpha came upon the pair in due time.  Where the voices had seemed happy at first, the two wolves she walked towards were somewhat tense.  Had she not been doing her best not to listen to their words out of politeness, she might have had a clue what she had stepped into.  As it was, she moved her gaze from Root to the stranger, her eyes narrowing slightly.  "What is happening here?" Harlyn asked, wary that the blonde wolf had done something to upset her packmate.