"Aunt Symphony? Are you home? I wanted to talk to you..." The sound of a voice swiftly caused Sorrel to jump and move away from the dried plant he had discovered. Though it wasn't his mother he was still determined not to get into trouble for potentially having found something he shouldn't have. The fact that the stranger used the word Aunt suggested that Symphony was family to this wolf, and therefore he was too, though all the same the presence didn't fuel him with confidence and even before the wolf appeared at the entrance he desperately pressed himself against the edges, hoping somehow he could hide.
Unfortunately of course he wasn't small enough to go unnoticed in the otherwise empty den, and the only part of him that really stood much change at blending into the surrounding dirt of the den was of course the markings upon his stomach and tail, the two parts of him that were ironically hidden as he curled up in a poor attempt to make himself harder to see.
"Well, hello. I'm your cousin Novel, I was here when you were born." Well he'd failed. Still though Sorrel wouldn't come out of his ball all that easily, his mis-matched eyes slowly opening and peeking out from under his paws as he stole a quick glance at the intruder. Cousin was family, though Sorrel couldn't say he was still all that happy about her being here, she was still a stranger. He would remain silent and curled up at the back of the den, eyes watching her carefully.
