Phantom Hollow New wolves

The queen's ears perked again at the sound of her lover's footsteps nearing. She turned her head around to face him for a bit, nuzzling in the fur of his neck as a greeting. His words indicated that he was just as curious as her. What was a pup doing here? Had there been a war? Was her former pack involved... Avalon?

Her smile disappeared when the pair didn't show signs of wanting to submit to the Alpha pair. Yes, her words had been kind enough and she saw the pup as anything but a threat, but still. She had even gotten some submission out of Veritas, the bold woman who would bow to no-one. She raised her tail even higher than before, even raising her hackles a bit in the process to look bigger. Ambrosia and Brandy, truly foreign names on the queen's tongue. It confirmed her thoughts on the older one being the mother though. The next words made her chuckle. A pup protecting their pack against possible enemies like the Dark Brotherhood? Why not present the little thing as a meal to their neighbors, that would be a lot quicker. 

We have many capable fighters, myself included. Our pack is well defended, a piece of tail from a trespasser is the prove of that. She said, remembering how the young fighter, the poison master and the queen had chased away the foolish trespasser. Blood spilled that day, but unfortunately the trespasser was too quick for them to kill.

Do you and your furball have any trades you would like to acquire? She asked, chuckling when she said the word furball. She had been meaning to use that word for a while now.