The she wolf would follow the recent path of her brother, her intentions to promote him very much high on her list of tasks to complete. He had taken it upon himself to patrol the borders everyday along with being incredibly helpful all around. There was always food to be eaten, and no one overstepped their boundaries, thanks in no small part to Howl. As her delicate paws would carry her the scent of another would carry itself to her.
As she came upon them the sight was odd to behold, the woman was obviously incredibly weary. It seemed as though she had been travelling and had not stopped until just now. She needed somewhere to rest and she needed it now. "Oh, my dear!" She would rush to the she wolf's side, for whenever someone was in need Song could not help but to help. She needed some food, and a warm place to recover. "I don't know who you are or where you've come from, but we must get you some food and warmth." She would let her lean up against her, sure that Howl would be close behind to help. "Come, let us get her to a den." She looked to howl and then back to the rugged she wolf, "My name is Song, the Alphess of these lands, we'll help you don't worry." She hoped she would be able to walk the short distance to the denning sight.
