I believe ,would you?

Resin howled to him, she was a non-nonsense sort of wolf, who often moved on patrol across his borders. A howl from Resin would garner no delay, as he dropped the kill he had been slowly preparing for storage, and got to his feet. She sounded close, as though she was already heading to the area that housed the commodities of the pack.

He moved in the direction of her howl, and found her as close as he suspected, with a young pup in tow beside her. He glanced from Resin, to the child, and back again, an eyebrow partly raised as he looked to his warrior. Was this child hers, or a stray she had stumbled upon? ”Resin, morning to you” he said politely, and gave her room to speak.