Hushed Willows No place like home for the holidays

It was still a surprise to him when he heard wolves at the borders. It wasn't that he disliked the prospects of potential members to the pack - in fact, he relished the change of pace - but he still hadn't wrapped his head around the notion of the pack growing and becoming something larger than it was. Stark heard the call and made his way from the Crook where he'd been avoiding the snap of the bitter breeze, almost reluctant to pull himself into the cold. 

It didn't take him too long to come across the figure blotting his borders, his posture shifting into the command of an Alpha. His blue eyes drifted across the figure looking for any obvious issues and could find none. "Hello,"  Stark offered politely - otherwise trailing off to give a chance for the female to introduce herself properly.