Blackfoot Forest And the walls came tumbling down

He hears her pawsteps before her chuff, and his ears flick forward. Aaron opens his pale eyes to see the tawny coat of one of his newest subordinates-- now packmates. "Minna," he says quietly. "Hope you are having a fine day." He has no questions for her, no reason to scold or praise, no news to share with her. He is not fully sure he has any conversations to start with her. But she's here, so she must have something to say herself-- so he rambles on. "Did you see? The trees have begun to bud again."