Wapun Meadow sun and moon

With Tuwawi off on her adventure, it was up to Njal to protect their little family. Protect, and provide for - which he did happily. Today he gave Danica the opportunity to meet them, tasking her with guarding the rambunctious month-old pups while he ventured away. He wouldn't go far. The warden's interest lay in the meadow, perhaps the forest beyond it, scouring the territory for something to bring them; they could eat meat now, but only regurgitated meals. He mused to himself as he loped along, wondering what kind of toy he should seek out for them... A bone, a turtle shell, something less morbid perhaps --

And then a smell hit him. It wasn't a heavy scent; something airy and new. Very much not familiar, and not from around here. The male steadied his pace and changed direction, slowing when he caught sight of someone in the distance. Their gaze was directed away from him - and so he took that opportunity to stride closer. This was neutral land and the stranger was not from the mountains, so Njal felt little worry. There was a slight prickling to his spine that occurred out of his control, but aside from that he was genial. A chuff in the stranger's direction would serve to alert them to his presence, and then he stood and waited - watching carefully.