Always running off... Zara hadn't been on her paws this much since the last time she had been asked by her mother to watch her younger siblings. And then at least she had had her sight to aid her. All she had now was a faint scent to follow. What worried her more about this disappearance was how far along Newt was in her pregnancy. So Zara padded along at a faster then normal pace, massive paws propelling her at a trot towards the slowly stronger scent of her love. The howl made her job that much easier and Zara's head snapped up, torn audits fluttering around as she pinpointed the sound and redirected her course. Champion was there already, of course, but Zara simply found herself smiling at the scent of the former beta. They were already smushed into the den so Zara allowed her haunches to to fall to the ground and then forelegs to slide forward so her body blocked the entrance and blind eyes faced outwards though her ears tipped backwards to listen to what was going on inside. "Good to see you again Champion. Tell me if you need anything..." Her words were simple, her tone a bit gruff but she knew her way around plants and herbs well enough that her lovely nose could find just about anything Champion might need. But if not then she would give the healer her space to work and slither her way in once the children were born. They would be her children after all...