Sota furrowed his brows as he rummaged through a nearby blackberry bush, searching for a few more sticks to complete the little project he had going. It wasn't anything special really, just some small toys he meant to deliver to the newest pups born in The Hallows. He hadn't had the pleasure of meeting the little ones yet but he knew he would soon enough, once they were old enough to leave the den. In the meantime, he thought he might make them some trinkets to keep them entertained, maybe even help them work on their hunting skills before they were able enough to leave the den. He remembered playing with similar objects as a young child and hoped they'd appreciate them just as much as he once had. Snatching a few twigs out and emerging from the vegetation, he settled down and got to work again. So far he'd managed a few makeshift little spheres, twigs carefully woven around one another in a mostly circular shape. Of course he hadn't been able to accomplish all that on his own. At his side sat his golden lemur companion, his dexterous paws expertly working the twigs around one another to form the shapes Sota desired. Set in the middle of each was something that couldn't quite escape the shape - one had an acorn, another a rock. He hoped to make enough for each of the children but he wasn't sure he'd quite have the time for it on his own.

She was patrolling the grove, though all seemed quiet. Especially since the Fenmyre pack seemed to have dispersed...she wondered if she could finally go take a look on that island and see what made them want to inhabit it in the first place, but she also wasn't really in a rush to do so. She had been falling behind on things here, and she was determined to try and catch up. There were pups on the way, Artorias and Briar's first litter from what she understood. She wanted to gift them something but wasn't sure what. Turning around and heading back through the grove, she spotted someone she had yet to officially meet but had seen him wandering about the pack lands. She figured she ought to introduce herself at least. He seemed to be working on something, curiosity causing her head to tilt as she focused on what he was doing. "Hello, I'm Claire. I don't believe we've met before!" She spoke softly, stopping a few feet away. "What is that you're working on? It looks quite interesting!" "Speak