Hideaway Strath Schlammschlacht.

He'd been keeping himself rather busy lately and hadn't had much chance to catch up on current pack dynamics. He'd been scouting for the Keyni girl as well as checking out the other pack that bordered the north. Now she was found he could rest at home for a while. 

He spotted Towhee headed his way, so he quickly pushed onwards with a grin. 
"How yah doin' lass?" He knew being the Kilonova of this place would be stressful, especially as they didn't seem to be in a set routine yet. He was around to make it as smooth as possible though. 
Not wanting to waste any more time with plesientries, he launched into it: "Ptero lesson? Or if yer knackered I'll give yous a story while you lay in the sun. Perhaps I'll get someone to feed you berries as well." He winked to put the cherry on top of his humor. Shitty humor, but it sometimes made people laugh.
Unless your name was Mal. Then it made you grumpier.