Stone Circle Any way the wind blows

The call rang out, and Steady was quick to leave the circle of stones and head towards the borders, a grimace on his face. He had left Silvertip Mountain, a mostly quiet mountain, for lands less occupied, and he figured more quiet. But, it seemed to be anything but. Still, he would not greet the stranger with hostility.

Or rather, family of strangers. His body language was tall and confident, though his tail waved in friendliness. He looked to the adults, first before his eyes moved to the pups. He could tell they had traveled, but why were they were. His gaze moved back to the two adult females. I'm Steady, Alpha here. Can I help you?  he asked.