Home Sweet Hole

His sister had been gone for a few days – off scouting for new members – and he’d holding down things at home; patrolling comfortably and ensuring their borders were strongly stamped with his mark. Still, he was glad when he heard her call. It sounded like she was in a good mood, too. He’d been resting in the shade of the old dead oak by the meeting boulder, stretched out in a puddle of crimson fur, patrols dealt with for the mid-day, and as he rolled to his paws and leapt from the boulder, he shook out his coat, tail and head rising to their easy, casual positions of laid-back authority.

He carried himself in an easy trot toward the call, ignoring the sweltering sun overhead; he was used to it, despite having a thick coat. As the two figures came into view, he barked lightly, greeting his sister with a warm smile before those fathomless sapphire eyes settled on the male she’d brought home. His expression didn’t lose any warmth, but those eyes sized up the male with interest, his own tail waving slightly in approval before his dipped his head in an easy nod to the male.

"Welcome to Celestial. I am Regulus Adravendi, Archangel of the pack.” His jaws parted in a grin as he finished his rumbled introduction, lowering his haunches to the ground as he looked at his sister. “Good trip?”