Resurrect the Sun [claiming]

Gryphon had been lurking nearby his family constantly since his mother had decided she was going to claim a pack. He couldn't remember a time he'd been out of Imperium's lands, and on top of that he'd been sick for so long that he longed to go exploring and learn how to hunt and all sorts of adventures, but he was incredibly wary of leaving his family alone while they were so vulnerable so he'd held himself back to simply scouting around their immediate vicinity. So he wasn't far away when his mother's voice finally rang out announcing to anyone who heard that she was claiming a pack, but instead of racing to her call he made cautious loops around where she was gathering everyone together, so that he could make sure they weren't caught by surprise by something mean being attracted to the sound of her howl. Nothing really unusual crossed his path, though he smelled the scents of some wolves he didn't recognize as they flocked in. Black ears flicking constantly he finally turned from his scouting to trot inwards towards his mother. Kharnage and Dragon were both there, though Lykos wasn't - he hadn't come with them when they'd left. Though Gryphon felt a pang of worry over his larger brother, it was more easily dismissed than the more immediate dangers that faced the rest of his family. After all, Lykos had a whole pack to look after him.

Gryph bristled silently at the site of the half-blind stranger cozying up to his mother. Hey, who did he think he was? Green eyes narrowed in a protective - and yes, possessive - anger that he didn't bother trying to hide as the yearling came to a stiff-legged halt and glared at the stranger. He was peripherally aware of a few other strangers as well, and his iridescently golden tail twitched and cricked in discomfort at being surrounded by so many potential dangers to his family. How could he possibly evaluate so many strangers all at once?