Moonspear small pack of wolves

Moriko nearly jolted at the howl, she was just so transfixed with the pups. She hopped quietly and excitedly on her paws, wiggling before she flopped down, tummy to the ground, nose sniffing the dirt as she looked at them excitedly, her tall wagging quite obviously.

Look how cute! So small! So fuzzy and warm and happy! She thought to herself, thinking of when she was once a pup, missing those days with her siblings, tumbling around in the grass, or pressed up against the warmth of her mother. It was a memory that made her happy, but also sad as she had lost all of it at a very young age and she would give anything, even at her age right now, to feel her mothers warmth again. She also wanted to be a mother herself, so seeing this pups brought out both her motherly, and playful insticts

She also doesn't want to startle them too much. She worries shes..scary? Odd? Maybe she'll let them approach her first