Stone Circle you shoulda kept your pretty mouth shut

hope you don’t mind if jump in! ive been stalking her return <3

It was uncommon for the man to reply to the summoning howls, often to worried to overstep the natural order that managed this pack so well. His upbringing, and demeanor vastly different then most that surrounded him, Siarut held to much respect for his sister-in-law to unwittingly trample on the delicate balance that was their hierarchy. But with Greyback away and Clay having only recently returned, Siarut knew Valette’s preoccupations might delay her arrival. And so, the pale man found himself headed for the edge of the territory, intent of find their visitors purpose.

As usual, his long legs and large paws made short work of the distance. He lumbered through the slush of the slowly melting snow, spring on the horizon. The girl held a similar pelt to his own, highlighted by shades of grey. But her sprightly stature spoke of a different heritage than his own.

She surely would have seen him approach, seeing as she was waiting for someone to answer her call. As soon as Siarut was close enough to not yell, and be heard, he did. “Stranger.” He greeted, a critical eye roving for her intention. “Welcome to the border of Easthollow.” Siarut came to a stop before her, with only the simple greeting on his tongue. He kept any questions to himself, for now, preferring she explain herself on her own accord.