His precious moon gazer was the first to speak up about the situation, his ears swiveling in her direction to indicate that she had his attention and the floor to talk. Long story short the expecting mother had been patrolling borders when the stormy man happened to be returning home after he knew was another excursion to find wolves to bulk up their numbers. Something that the didn't quite need anymore now that a few more members had come to join their ranks and the very woman before the men now was carried a littler of pups. Pups that would do much good in securing their hold on the lake and their future. Lady luck had surely showered the struggling pack as of late and there was hope waiting on the horizon for them. Things couldn't possibly get any better in his mind. Everything was finally okay. Nodding his dark masked cranium, golden eyes shining in empathy for his lover as she took responsibility for her actions and apologized to the second male. Something he knew Athena would have been to proud to admit.

A soft chuckle wanted to become verbal behind the patriarch's lips at the surprised expression that settled on the larger man's face when Namid apologized. Vespertio knew the man was not one to submit easily to others much like he had been himself yet he had a feeling Anthem and Namid would have a better relationship and chance of gaining each others respect than the old lead female ever did. "Well i'm glad we could get this cleared up without much hassle." Turning his gaze to the pale coated woman he went on to inform her of why his scent had become to faint. "Before you had come to join us I had asked Anthem here to go out and search for members to join our ranks. We were sorely low and on the verge of having to disband if our numbers didn't increase. Thus he has been gone in search which is why his pack scent has become faded." Tail giving a small wag behind him his attention was then brought to the stormy man as he spoke of failing once more, a look of shame washing over his facial features that made quick work of ending his once merry tail wags. "Anthem, you may not have brought anyone back, but you have done much for me just by going out to look. I find myself thankful for a loyal member like you more and more each day. You've done well in my eyes." His tail then picked up its merriment wags once more as golden pools shifted down to something that had caught his eye. A white pelt lay on the ground beside the larger man's paws and a curious head tilt followed suit upon its discovery. What was this?

A white rabbit in the midst of the approaching spring was indeed a peculiar thing. With the warming of the weather most of the hares around the area had began to molt already if not finished from the colorless pelts of ivory to the tawny browns that allowed them to blend in better with the surrounding brush now that snow was a rare sight on the ground and leaves were beginning to blossom all over the lore. Nonetheless the prized object at the larger man's feet did little in the way of displeasing the lead male. Pulling the ink tinted flesh of his lips back into a more formal grin his mighty crown gave a dip in thanks. "I believe it would be a perfect rug of sorts for the birthing den to welcome the future pups with." At this his golden hued gaze swiveled from the swarthy man and the white pelt to his beloved. "Wouldn't you agree, my love?" A whole new emotion raw and foreign to the man twinkling behind the brightness of his smoldering gaze. Was it pride of a different sort, or excitement alone that shone so bright? Pride a new father felt for the impending arrival of his first litter, or the excitement that his pack, their pack was thriving now? Of course nervousness still coursed secretively through his veins. Thoughts clogging his mind when he was alone if he had what it would take to be such a successful father.

A moment passed before his attention was shifted once more, this time settling in the expanse of space between the two wolves. A rumbling making itself known in the pit of his stomach as the change in the wind brought forth the scent of blood, moose and canine. Lifting his head up at an angle his nose twitched to and fro deciphering the smell of their cousins. Annoying cousins that nobody wanted to socialize with. "I don't know about you two, but I could use a good meal. I smell some moose off in the distance. Surely after your journey a solid meal would be appreciated, Anthem." A friendly smile settling on his lips as the same friendly nature set his tail into motion. Swaying from side to side behind him almost carefreely. With Namid now feeding for a few mouths the expecting father knew that she would need as much fuel as she could gather for the event to partake in a couple of weeks.