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Aiolos listened to the voices, a whisper on the wind as he made his way to the unfamiliar scent of a stranger at Moonglow's borders. More often then not, wolves traveled in and out freely among the villages, savor those who held still fast onto the custom of waiting at the door patiently. This man was not familiar and so Aiolos came. Though he had not heard all, voices turned to acknowledged words as Aiolos picked up the latter half of the conversation. 

The Sunman woofs his arrival, coming to them with a sharp fiery gaze and at attention as a guardian might. His silvering chin dips to Valiant and then his attention sweeps to the molted brown wolf. Welcome to Moonglow... I am Aiolos, Sunman, Leader, of this village. Your words whisper on the winds... You seek a place as guardian among us? Kivaluk and Arrluk currently in other villages, Shikoba now gone... they could use someone to filled the empty holes.