Lost Creek Hollow tell me honestly.

Harlyn hadn't realized her packmate had been napping and wondered only briefly at the tiredness of the response. Larkspur stood still but watchful and the mother couldn't help but smile at her "ferocity". Nudging her gently, she returned her gaze to the woman that approached with a submissive posture and respectful regard. Harlyn smiled and gave a nod at her words.

"Yes, this is mine, as are the two causing a ruckus inside," Harlyn stated proudly, "I'm Harlyn, alpha of the Hollow. I have not met you yet, miss...?"