King Elk Forest pretty noose

Hooray <3 Gonna be vague about her pups and stuff because her birthing thread is still on-going.

A call came for the Queen, and it was with surprise that she recognized the voice; it was her uncle. She had not expected to ever see him again. She left her whelping den, heading straight for where his call had come from; luckily, it was not far. She did not want to leave her whelps for long. When she found him, she greeted him with a low rasp. "Uncle Verran. You've found us." But so many had lost their way, so many had become disloyal. Her eyes narrowed briefly. "We are few left. Most of our old pack has deserted. But... you are still loyal?"