Phoenix Maplewood let the rain fall down

Saena didn't realize there had been no exchanging of names until Chosovi mentioned it. So caught up was she in sharing the news of the forest pack that she had forgotten the most basic of social graces. With a sheepish grin, the alpha female pulled her ears back apologetically and said, "Chosovi, that's a nice name. I'm Saena, this is Phoenix Maplewood." Named in honour of their former home, in a way.

She led on for a while, but the Phoenix pack didn't have a communal den, so there was really nowhere she could offer Chosovi to rest her head in terms of shelter. Not realizing this was potentially bad hosting, the female turned when they reached the heart of the woods and told her, "my den is near here. I think most of the pack probably dens near here too," but the alpha had never really gone looking for their dens. She was ordinarily a sleep outdoors kind of wolf and tended to not bother her comrades at their homes if they had them. "Feel free to rest easy in this area for now. It's the safest place around." Indeed, even other predators never made it this far into the woods before being accosted by the resident wolf pack.