Blackfoot Forest this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families

After joining in his howl, the pack joined him for a meeting. Amara took her rightful place at his side, and he smiled kindly to the lovely woman. Without much thought to it, he gave her an affectionate nudge to the cheek. It was no action of lust, simply a tender one that informed her of his intentions. She was his co-alpha, sure, but he'd be much happier with her as his mate. 

He smiled to his pack kindly for a moment, his tail raised but still waving behind him in a slow wag. "Welcome," he woofed to them, silencing them with his tones. "To the Blackfoot Forest, our home," he bowed his head, waiting for any hoots and hollers to arise (or not) before continuing. 

"We have only been here since this morning," he continued, pausing to study the young face of Claudia, and soon after her mentor. "But I have visited a handful of times. At night, you will hear eerie screams and calls, but I have reassurance to offer you all- do not be frightened by them," the man stood, waiting for any comments or murmurs if they came to die down. "You may have noticed a number of foxes on your own personal ventures through the territory. These creatures sing in the night, but mean you no harm. The noises you hear are only them, no ghost or ghoul haunts these woods."