The spy who sorta knows stuff.

Sirius grinned and padded over to Resin, sliding forward on his forepaws until his belly was on the earth. He glanced across at the wolf that was his sister's mother. The wolf that he had learned he could lean on, and rely on. No, Resin would be the very last wolf to destroy the haven he had made here. He licked her ear, a silent thanks for her work, before turning to Hana.

“I think you could make it work for you, if you want it. With hard work, practice, and learning.” he said, adding to Resin’s words. At the older wolf’s question, he thought back to what Hana had said to him. It was a good question, it was important to know how much she had taken in. She said she found you in the willows, sitting by the river until you ran. Leading her to the meeting point. You showed no sign of seeing her, and she could not tell who you spoke to. The creatures were canine in nature. You spoke of a takeover, blood to be shed, and that it was happening tonight.” he concluded, looking over at Hana to see if he had missed anything.