Hoshor Plains Almost had it all.

For once the Count had been resting when she was called. She preferred to be on her feet, but it was wise for her to still take the chance to rest every now and then. Speedy had been very clear that her leg might never fully heal properly if she pushed herself too hard and that was the last thing she desired.

Making her way to her paws, Ira followed the howl until she found Soleil and the stranger. To her surprise they weren't at the borders, in fact, they were quite a bit in from the scent markers. For a moment Ira questioned the chances of this man being nose blind, but the thought was quickly shoved out of her head.  After all, what were the chances of three wolves that couldn't smell ending up at their doorstep? There was no reason for him to be this far unless he was a friend of their newer member. Soleil. Golden eyes flicked to the man's face as she waited for an explanation.