Phoenix Maplewood Nothing but dust in the shadows

Shreya, who was always welcome in the little glen where the pups would grow up, received a warm smile from the Alpha female. Her attention shifted back to the den as Casmir and the elder wolf exchanged pleasantries and introductions. She could see the shifting of shadows in the den, but so far, none of her pups seemed interested in coming forth into the light.

She was ready to give up on her effort to coax them out when Casmir became involved, and whether because he was a male and new or because her cubs didn't like her, they responded better to him. Specifically one: Indra. The red-haired pup was perhaps the most active of her siblings in that she was always doing something, though Milo was a close second. Laurel was significantly quieter. It came as no surprise, then, that Indra's russet head was first to become visible out of the den—tiny, round-eared and wobbly.

Shreya cooed and Saena grinned. "They're cute," she agreed, not at all humble about that, though there was something about that striking red-brown that sent a nervous pang through her stomach as if Fox herself was reincarnated here and would grow up seeking to kill her mother.