Canta trailed behind her sister, paws dragging on the ground and head hanging limp. It was the look of a pup defeated. How had she let her sister coerce her into doing this? It didn't matter because here she was, following after the strange wolves who might or might not be their uncle and aunt. Canta loved her family and would do almost anything for them but she didn't trust these sudden new addition to her family. In fact she didn't consider them family. Not yet anyways.
As her mother drew into view she picked up her pace some, she pressed into Song?s other leg, looking up at the older wolves with apprehension. Two of them were the ones from earlier, while the other two were even newer to her. She pressed even closer, moving so that most of her body was behind her mother?s leg, head poking out to gape up at them.