Arrow Lake Saturday, the public library will be unknowable

Seeing as both Aurewën and @Blodreina had settled their whelping dens in the heart of the pack's territory, it was only a matter of time before a nosy Dragomir or Isilmë stumbled across the other mother and her offspring. Takiyok's den at the base of the mountain was a little out of his range still, but Blodreina's was close enough that he could follow his mother's scent trail right to it without exceeding his bounds. Oh, he got lost half a dozen times along the way. Following scent trails was sometimes difficult even for a juvenile wolf, let along the equivalent of a toddler, after all. But he had a preternatural nose and eventually he discovered the renovated warren that served as Blodreina's home for the time being.

Aure's scent, which he didn't realize was several hours if not half a day old by now, went right down into the hole. There were other wolf scents heavy around here that distracted him for a little while, but after investigating them all, at last Dragomir approached the dark mouth of the den. He was just a little boy who had never even seen another pup besides his rowdy sister, so how was he to know that there was etiquette to follow when it came to these things? He invited himself right in, expecting to find Aure down there, and was practically in the den proper before he verbally announced himself.

Hi! he called out in Trigedasleng, the language to which he'd had the most exposure while his mother practiced it in his father's absence.

@Praimfaya and @Ingram also welcome of course. 100% open to him being pummeled for his terrible manners.