Hushed Willows I'm just not the hero type.

Tambourine's head cocked endearingly, favoring his single upright ear. He listened to Stark's message and grinned to himself. Sure, he missed his mother but the puppy trusted that she would turn up sooner or later. In the meantime, the remaining adults looked after him, mostly just letting him play to his heart's delight. Life was quite good for him, actually, whatever else it might be for the older, more experienced and suddenly less numerous members of Marauder's Keep.

He really liked Stark. But at the same time, Tambourine was young and a little foolish. So when the Beta wolf announced his sovereignty over these lands, the (maybe former?) queen's son responded by tipping his little gray muzzle into the air and declared himself the Alpha male too.