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Bobby had heard the howl, and curious as to what was going on, changed his course to head towards where it came from. A few wolves had gathered, including one he didn't recognize. A small pup. His dipped his head in respect to Heda, and his gaze moved towards the stranger. Where had she come from? Why was she here? While the questions filtered through his head, his muzzle remained closed. He left it to Heda to ask what questions she saw fit.

He remained a neutral player in the group, but he did offer a small wag of his tail to the pup. She was frightened, of course, but Bobby didn't think she was at risk here. After all, it wasn't like she could harm them.