Phantom Hollow To make you feel like it's not too late

I will probably cameo Wildflower at some point but he's totally skippable for now.

"Oh, wonderful," said the coywolf as his brother-in-law's voice reached his ears. He yawned and stretched while Reverie began to curse and snarl, and at the end, had a satisfied smirk on his face. He'd missed this so much. Had missed her and her incurable temper.

Dusty Rose dared to press a quick kiss to her cheek, jumping back before she could turn her teeth on him for it.

"I'll go tell him to fuck off," he promised her, thinking that it might actually be nice to see Tybault. Not because he believed it, but because he thought it might be nice to look on the bright side of things for a change. Might as well be hopeful, right? Besides — Dusty Rose never liked to miss a chance to rub it in the guy's face that he had, in fact, made it into bed with his sister. Multiple times. Over and over again, really. Forever.

Off he went, an extra bounce in his step as he psyched himself up for the reunion. But, to his surprise, there were two other wolves already there.

"Hiya, Wildflower," he said to his... cousin? Nephew? It was hard to keep the newer relations straight, and truthfully, their shared blood did little to inspire familial care in the coywolf. He didn't know the guy from Adam, and for the most part, didn't care to. Still — he seemed nice enough.

Tybault, on the other hand, did not. Even so, he received a wider smile. "And Sunshine! And... you!"

Hunst, of course, was the last one he addressed. Was this more distant family? Surely not his own! Still, he gave another jaunty wag of his tail, just to be polite.