Sun Mote Copse There's a song in my heart now

As a howl sounded in the wood, the brooding wolf curtailed his thoughts and decided to investigate. It wasn't far. As he moved, Tulimaq came to the conclusion that it was the red-coated stranger from weeks ago — and he found himself interested in seeing their progress. It was not long before he caught wind of many wolf scents and soon enough, their silhouettes. They were a motley crew; at first glance he thought he saw a fox among them and did a double take (Kiwi), but his gaze continued to slide along until he'd looked at every figure poised in attention; this was what he'd wanted of his mountain. Tulimaq could not help but feel a stab of jealousy at the following, but he remained stoic. It would be best to keep his thoughts to himself while he lurked here, gathering information. When his gaze finally traced to Wildfire he recognized her — yes, that woman from before — and wondered if she'd notice him loitering.