Hoshor Plains but I kinda like her style

Their eyes spoke; the blackbear's smile shifted a fraction to welcome her new ally, but they did not speak of these things. Sumac had nothing to say on the topic, and indeed, they seemed to have lost his interest. This was to be expected when old women got together to chat.

"You should go and meet them," she said to the younger man, doing her best to speak gently. It was hard, though, when she felt so urgently that he needed to make connections with living wolves. "I'll go with you, if you want."

She would not normally have offered such a thing in front of company, but there was no shame in acknowledging his timid nature, here. What could either of their opinions do to him?

Her umber gaze turned to Kukutux once more.

"If you see my boys, will you tell them to look for me?" she asked the woman.