Disappointment hovered over her as a deep breath took from her lungs in a pant by parted jaws, carrying a small gray hair, a juvenile at best. She had hoped for something more significance for her leadess, though fell short this day. For the past few weeks (though spending some moments taking time to herself whilst Jaysyek rested) she had been close to the make-shift den, keeping up her guard over the woman of three children- five, now. She had been there enough to see the children being delivered (granted she had been staying close) though had not bothered to ask on the full details of what had happened and why these too knew children were here. They were colored in white, oddly making Jays even though she was not their mother. Even two of her own children were white, leaving one male, Prosper, the oddity by this. Coming into the group she would make way towards her leading pair, settling down the gray hair before taking a few steps back and settled to a sit. She remained silent, other then her pant, as she watched the children explore this new world. But most of her attention was addressed to Vlarindara, where she offered a small nod. She'd not seen the woman in some time, before the children were even born, and that was nearly a month (if not more) ago. Without thought or being properly addressed as second, Elettra Archer had risen in power by her absence. She had never a means to out-way the other woman, who had been one of the founding wolves to this pack.

Head was constantly shifting, keeping a close eye on each child best she could. The two new additions to the Lyall family were a blessing to her, and instantly she had accepted them as her own. Somewhere in the back of her mind she would remember who their real parents were, and eventually she would struggle with what they should be told. No matter what she told herself, they were her family, and she would decide some time if they needed to know their true origin. The time was not right now, and who knew if it would ever be.

Ears tipped high upon her head, nostrils flared as a passing scent was no longer passing, but coming close. Instinctively white threads upon her neck stood up, and she took a bold stance infront of her her small flock. She knew who it was, and a mix of emotions rushed through her core. The wolf had been her friend, but had dissapeared until the day she'd brought Arlette and Theodore ito her world.

Breathing through her nostrils for anything else she spotted the white lady, respectfully crouched, walking closer to the small gathering. Intelligent eyes stared upon the past second of Grizzly Hollow, with her tail arched, high over her back. Vlar was no enemy, but the new mother had at least five reasons in the world to be cautious. She had yet to know why the wolf had disapeared, and resurfaced. It couldn't be to hard to understand she did not trust her as she once might have. Now a days she did not trust anyone, except Borden, and perhaps Elettra as she had proved herself loyal.

Standing tall picture of her place she waited for the lady to speak first words. Easy the word came as quiet thought to herself, as she gazed upon Vlar's evident scars. A meek picture, old friend spoke. A steady, and most humble smile slowly lifted up her cheek. "Thank you Vlar, that means alot, but please don't go. You have right to stay." White tail gave two soft wags, and her face lit with her kindness. "Children, this is your Aunt Vlarindara," she said looking upon the large white wolf, a suttle grin on her lips. She had noticed Borden take his quiet approach, and was pleased he was here to witness this.

And not to long after Elettra appeared with a small catch, and Jayse smiled to her delighted she had come to meet the little ones she had been guarding over as well. Attention was soon back to the children, making sure they knew all the new faces were safe.

Completely oblivious to Prosper's intentions, Trisden continued to bounce about for a few moments until the sight of her lost brother interrupted her stride. Growling well-meaningly as she jogged over to him, bumping into his shoulder, she yipped a wordless question of wellness. He was fine, she bet, just lazy! Brushing her small tongue over his cheek, she sat down and prepared to enjoy the feeling of space with him... for a few moments, at least, before the excitement got to her again and more bouncing was in order. Their mother's implication that they would get to see their father brought a swift wag to her tail, but she managed to fight the urge to zip about.

But, of course, that's when things got interesting anyway! First a strange white wolf, then father, then Electtra - it was all too much. Instinctively drawing closer to her mother again, her eyes wide at the prospect of meeting a new wolf, Trisden listened politely to the introduction. This seemed to be what mother wanted them to pay attention to, so she obliged. "Hello Vlurrr," she said quietly, though her lack of volume was more due to a natural composure than shyness. Her eyes wandered for a moment over to her father, and her smile grew, and she vowed to join Prosper in his paw-chewing endeavour as soon as possible.

Mother's tone had her ears attention, and her hind quarters wiggled unsure what was being said, but delighted all the same. Soon she couldn't help but notice her siblings drawn further from her. Tiny squeak rubbed against her throat, unsure of moving forward but wanting to join all the same. Small body quivered spotting a pale wolf she did not know, and she leaned in her mother's direction noticing her sister near once more. There were more words, and tiny skull cocked, brows furrowed against pale blue eyes taking in the figure. Face wrinkled she watched Trisden's bold greeting, and decided she too did not want to be left out.

Thick limbs slowly drew her near the white wolf, her chin lifted to get a better look, while her face was wrinkled in uncertainty. She couldn't believe how tall everyone was, especially this wolf. Feeling it was alright she let out a friendly squeak with a bold tail wag. Than quickly she shuffled back to her mother, taking a quick peek at her father, hesitant to scamper over because of the darker wolf who came walking by. Curious glance she stared at this wolf for a time, nostrils picking up a scent of food. A little braver she stepped toward this new wolf, and let out another friendly squeak.