Raven's Watch laughed their cryings and did their dance

As Viola's voice joined the song, so too did Stjornuati's, rising in its low, strong note to acknowledge the one that hailed them as did @Solpallur's. Whether the dark wolf would descend the mountain was a mystery even to his golden pelted brother who did descend, winding his way down from the mountain lake and into the forest below. It was here that he gained a companion in the form of @D'Artagnan who settled on the wolf's shoulders with a familiarity that pleased the tall northerner, inwardly preening even as the visage of him remained stoic and impassive.

The huntress had not yet arrived, it seemed, leaving the wolf of gold and cream to meet this visitor alone, dark eyes watching as she groomed her fur. If she had taken notice of him yet, she did not show it, and so he announced himself not with voice but with action, lifting a paw to set it over a twig in the snow, applying pressure so that it cracked in the silence, giving the man an opportunity to gauge the woman's reaction.