Hoshor Plains but I kinda like her style

"Soon enough!" she agreed, her tail wagging at the thought of this reunion. She let this hope buoy her past the wave of worry brought on by news of Dutch. "Bounty hunting?" she asked the moonwoman, the thinnest thread of disapproval coloring her tone. Mainly she was worried, but Dutch was a big boy, now. She supposed they were long past the days of her chiding, No, Arjun — don't bother that. It can hurt you.

She just had to trust that she'd taught him well, and that he'd grown into as capable a man as he seemed.

Easy had to admire Kukutux for her connections. She was a well-traveled wolf herself, but she didn't keep many contacts outside of her extended family. She did her best to commit each name to memory, glancing toward Sumac to see if he was as overwhelmed as her.

"So much has changed," she marveled, just a little sad beneath her wonder. "Of all those, I think I only remember Moonspear." But she was an adventurer at heart, and soon enough, her nostalgia shifted to anticipation. There were so many different wolves to meet! "Congratulations, by the way," she added, her tail sweeping her hocks. "On your son's marriage — what's your secret?"

It was just a joke! But Easy had been politely hinting that Dutch ought to start thinking about a family of his own for a few years, now.