Blackfeather Woods Welcome home

Da land 'ere ain't be mine; dere be a big 'unt 'tween all da packs. Far as I know, no welf owns dis land now, the larger wolf explained quickly, her eyes never leaving the stranger. After all, her pup was with her, and she could never be too careful. 

But the elder wolfess didn't appear to want to fight. 'pologies if me seem da type ta figh' - get dat a lot back 'ome. Me name be Meylodi, an' dis be me daugh'er, Raen. She gave the pale she-wolf a gentle nudge to introduce herself.

The wolfling was just a hair shorter than her mother, but it was obvious she was still young. Aye! If dis land used ta be yer 'ome, why ain't it now?

Raen!

Jus' askin', Mam...