Redhawk Caldera you'll know what makes a real man

As with everything else about him, Lagan's response to her snappy question was so pure and innocent it almost caused her to feel guilty.  Or was that nausea?  Either way, Ivy's eyes widened a fraction before she cautiously turned her head back to face the gray male.  Not all of your family is happy to have us here, she countered softly.

To be fair, one grumpy pup at the borders when her family showed up tired and ill didn't necessarily speak for all of Redhawk Caldera.  However, that particular "greeting" by a wolf so close in age to herself had stuck in Ivy's mind over the past few weeks.  As a result, she'd been reluctant to spend time around anyone other than her parents and siblings.  Ah, maybe she should shoulder some of the blame.  But at least she was getting out now.  That had to count for something.  Though her interpersonal skills left much to be desired, apparently.