Moonspear Longstoryshort.

Gramma! he took the opportunity to shout upon her call, for he knew she would not hear him, and he wanted to milk the last vestiges of his childhood for all they were worth. After all, there was nothing like a grandmother to make one feel safe and childlike again.

Once that was out, the wolf that greeted Towhee was seasoned and disciplined, the only thing giving away his true nature the infectious grin that split his muzzle. He gave her a gentle caress, a touch of noses, and pulled back with his tail wagging.

-Welcome to Moonspear,- Killdeer told her. -I'm so glad you're here.-

And then he called again for @Sialuk, because he didn't want to invite anyone—even his beloved grandmother—further into the territory without her say-so. As excited as he was to introduce her to his children, he would still follow protocol.