Stone Circle Honey, I'm home

Although the howl wasn't for him, Greyback couldn't help but be pulled towards it, his body on autopilot. When it came to Valette the male's focus was constantly on her, the urge to protect overpowering his others. It was odd for him. Never before had Greyback been so focused on another female since his late mate, but he wasn't aware of this.

Following the call to the border, the male was met with the figure of Valette and another. They carried a smell that was unknown to the older, but he knew based on Valette's body language that they were at least acquainted. Walking over with his head held high and tail limp, Greyback greeted Valette as he normally did with a nose prod to her shoulder before looking at the male and bowing.

Greyback was larger than him, and did not hesitate to make it known as he caught the end of the question. The Easthollow wolf was older, he was experienced, and was not blind to the posture of the younger, nor the grin and question. However, he knew hospitality was due and smiled down diligently. "Greetings, I hope I am not interrupting."