So when a scent - a stranger's scent - reached her black nose from so close a location her heartbeat quickened in fear and she sent off immediately in its direction. The scene Ava came upon was odd to say the least - Sibyl's posture certainly didn't reflect the dominance she would've expected, but the strange wolf was belly-up and whining regardless. Utterly confused, a little weary and mostly disgruntled the inky she-wolf strode forward, head and tail reflecting her position. Her gait was as graceful as the lack of adjustment to her pudging sides would allow, but the look in her amber eyes was absolute: fierce, dominant, and most of all demanding.

However fearful the russet-touched Sibyl appeared, she was there, at least, so she made it clear the severity of her stare was meant only for the intruder. As Ava drew to a fhalt she was nearly over the smaller loner, dark tail curled over her back and feet planted firmly in the blanket of fresh-fallen snow. Her ears had caught the whimpering and what not as she'd approached but had failed to gather an appropriate meaning of this. The female did not look dangerous, but this was their den, and with pups on the way it would have to be protected without fail - something that had not been upheld, clearly.

Since the stranger had managed to get so close already, Ava wasted no time. "You are too close to a home that is not yours," she said, her words quick and tone clipped but lacking in aggression - yet. "Make it clear what you want."

But further more, she spoke of healing. Though Naira's tutilege had given her the basics, Ava had never been much in practice. With pups on the way and the memory of the most recent conflict it would be more than smart to have a healer among them. There was use yet for the quivering girl, and she seemed all in all eager to please. Though her neurosies would need some work... Quickly the black-coated female spared a glance at Sibyl, pleased to see she wore the same sort confused look that Ava had. She would have cracked a half-hearted smile, had there not been a facade to remain. Sharpy her amber gaze returned to the stranger.

Ava began, "Easy," her tone halfway between a command and suggestion. There would be time to soothe her worries, but only if the paperwork went through first. Quietly she moved backward, retaining the high position of her head and tail but allowing room for the she-wolf to get up if she so desired. Groveling in the snow for so long would not do any favors for her health, and Ava did prefer that all her members were well looked after. "It was a foolish thing to cross a pack's borders and approach their den, but you have done no harm. What is your name?"

Quickly she turned to address the newcomer - Louvel - once again. "My name is Ava, and this is Sibyl, my Second," she introduced shortly, not keen to waste precious seconds before turning the females over to the safety of their warm den. "There is not a healer among our ranks so you will be alone in your duty, but only in your duty." A small smile edged its way upon her maw, "I ask that you serve this pack, Grizzly Hollow, faithfully and proudly, but also happily." The she-wolf was beyond nervous so any projection of her real demeanor was difficult to conceive. Still, Ava was certain she could find comfort and friends among their ranks. She was particularly pleased that Sibyl had volunteered her companionship, hoping it would ease Vel's nerves.

"I would be more than grateful if you brought your stores with you, but I suggest you warm yourself up before you fetch your things out in the cold once more." Easily she strode forward, dark fur rubbing against the other's muddied and cold pelt to mark her as one of theirs. "Welcome," she finished, no longer blocking the way between Vel and their home. Ava would then return to the den sauntering with her odd round gait, one trusted member and one new, shivering face in tow.