Dragoncrest Cliffs Argue with angels and I always win

Her daughter was a gleeful creature- but Chacal would not have her mistake bring angry vengeance to their pack. She looked down to the child, and then back to her daughter. 

Her expression still somewhat cold, and approached. To Suzu, she gave a soft nudge to her cheek, reassuringly. She then lowered her head to sniff the pup. 

He was young enough to still need milk. Some trace of his mother’s scent still remained, which caused Chacal to bristle slightly. 

His mother had passed their way some time ago- and had trespassed. She’d been foolish and impolite, impulsive. Chacal had given her some instruction, but clearly she’d not been successful in joining a pack, and more foolish still to try and raise a family on her own.

Chacal suspected Sydney was still out there somewhere- but that she was inadequate as a mother. 

She softened, then. 

”You be one of us, den, Ravin. Suzu will be your sister, an’ I will feed you alongside my girls, Chiro an’ Chani.” she reached forward to smoothe the fur on his forehead, introducing him to her scent. ”Bring him,” She said softly to her daughter, keen to lead them back to the den, where he might begin his life anew, and forget any memory he had of his birth mother.