Moonspear I struck a match and blew your mind

The first to answer their call was a golden furred male, who seemed to know Speedy. He greeted her warmly, but turned to Slavik with a less than enthused vibe. Slavik dipped his head, wondering if the guy was just a bit harder on those he didn’t know. He hoped that was the case, cause he didn’t want to start off with a potential new pack mate on the wrong foot. Feeling slightly uncomfortable, he shuffled back slightly, letting Speedy take the lead. He’d never done this before and he didn’t want to screw it up. He let her do the talking, she introduced him to the golden male then turned and gave him an encouraging look. Slavik remembered why he was here and smiled back.

Nice to meet you Cadwaladwer, he said, with more confidence now. Soon they were joined by two more wolves, one who certainly was the alpha, and another of important stature. The two dark females seemed to be related, if not just very close. He, like Speedy, waited for further instruction for the leaders of Moonspear.