Moonspear the party's underway

She watched as he sniffed the palest one, who settled there. This kept her satisfied, especially since there had been a worry the pup would not receive him so smoothly. She had no idea how introducing them to other wolves may go. Charon was.. far different than most, and rightfully he was the first step for he would become someone they valued greatly. So she was happy to see it go simply and without issue.

However, as she'd feared, when one of the darkest trio began, another followed swift on her heels of complaint. Ame's ears were quick to fold and the rest of her tensed, reflexive. "Hell if I know," she huffed, and moved to lick across the shoulders of the first complainer. With this motion, she pushed her closer to her underside to see if nursing would quiet her. As loathe was she was to have the little gummy jaws on her, at least they'd be more quiet there -- it was usually what she'd offer first when they fussed, anyway. If that didn't work, grooming would follow. So far, results were mixed. She mirrored the motion for the second one, who she let go a little longer thanks to her not kicking her fits, and she tried to keep them from bothering the third, currently quiet dark one. "For not having much to them, they can be rather surprising," she sighed, scooting the second dark one next to the first and hoping for quiet again.