Stone Circle Wolfing Around

She waited inside the den, hearing her daughters initial sound and yet not moving. Her daughter needed to gain confidence when dealing with strangers, strength. But when she dipped her head into the den a while later, maw full of a bundle of flowers, did she untangle herself from her slumbering daughter, startling her into awareness, and slipped outside the den mouth, eyes squinted against the glare of the sun. She stayed within the clearing most of the time, rarely leaving without her young pups, not even a month old yet.

"Hello, Philos." She greeted softly, blinking the sleep from her eyes as she surveyed the seen she had been watching in part from the den. "I see you've met Hazel." She added after a moment, with a somewhat sleepy smile toward her youngest.