Asta's day hadn't been anything beyond the usual; she'd passed by the borders, returned to the heart and even managed to get a small nap in. Now she was resting on her side only a few minutes run from the den, her head resting lazily against the ground. It took one sound to make her day switch from ordinary to interesting: a cry imploring the wolves of the Pass present themselves. Asta's head shot up, her ears perking up to listen to the note. Before it was done echoing over the pass the hunter was on her paws, galloping over grass and stone with the eagerness that seemed so typical of the young woman.

She slowed to an easy lope and, by the time she arrived, was panting softly. She trotted forward, glancing about at some wolves whose scents she had only observed in passing and presented herself first and foremost to her leaders. Her trot became a walk as the hunter's head lowered. Her ears and tail followed suit, though a pleasant wag seemed to remain ever-present. She was here; whatever the Lady had called them here for, Asta was ready to listen. She suspected the reason already however: the dark shape close to Naira's side prompted a smile from the yellow-eyed woman. The girls were growing so much!

"Ma'am. Sir," she greeted Naira and Mapplethorpe in turn. When she was sure it was quite all right to do so, Asta seated herself a little way off and found herself somewhat closer to one of the unfamiliar women. The girl was younger than Asta. A brief nod was offered to Taima, another glance at the girl with deer, and then she settled in to wait.

Mercy's blue eyes were wide as he was set down. He recognized some of the wolves. Mostly Naira, and Asta - the little wolf that was with him sometimes instead of Mum. But there were a lot of others he didn't know yet. An overwhelming number of colors and faces, of smells and sounds... voices, though soft. Mercy pressed in close to his mother's forelimbs, leaning close to one so he could hide part of his face behind it. Who were all these wolves? What was going on? This was new. This was strange. The boy-child's fears seemed short-lived however, as he peeked a little further away from the guarding forelimb and he sat on his rump.

He noticed his peers as well, and a more curious gleam filled his bright eyes.

Aponi was quick to emerge from the den, planting herself firmly at her mothers side. She smiled down approvingly and gave the girl a nudge to her dark little crown. She leaned into Mapplethorpe’s greeting, her tail thumping steadily against the ground as she kept half an eye on the entrance of the den and waited for Nova to emerge. It took Nebet a little longer to arrive, but she came with a gift in tow. Her style approach was slightly confusing but Naira put it down to the girl seemingly keeping to herself until now and offered a reassuring chuff to the subordinate. “No intrusion, after all, everyone was summoned.” she answered approvingly before her attention was drawn away with the arrivals of Taima and Asta.

As the crowd continued to gather, Nova finally made her appearance, drawing close to her smaller sister and Naira lowered her head to give the girl a reassuring lick as Sagacity finally joined them with Mercy in tow. Confident smile plastered to her face she considered what a different crowd was gathered now in comparison to their last meeting and hunt. The once male dominated pack had clearly been over-run by ladies. Something she and Mapplethorpe would need to remedy at some point, if only for the sanity of the existing megre spread of male members.

After giving the gathered a chance to settle, get eyes and noses on those they may not know and allow another moment for Rais and Datura to show (if they weren’t off hunting together - an excusable venture with so many mouths to feed), she decided it was time to get on with it. “I have called you all here, as I think it is time for a change.” She began, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “I have stumbled across a system of caves, large enough to make a common den. You are still welcome to keep to your own dens, but for the sake of accommodating the children, I thought it best we move somewhere slightly more communal.” She allowed her words to settle in.

Momentarily she allowed her eyes to drift to Mapplethorpe, to see if he would have anything that he wished to add while the majority of the pack was present and once he was finished she would stand, gathering Nova in her jaws and beginning the trek up the pass, trusting that Mapplethorpe or Asta would pick up Aponi and follow. It was not a long walk, in fact the girls could probably have done with the walk if she had wanted them to take half the day, but finally the cave opening came into sight and she set her daughter down, stepping back to allow other pack members to explore the large cave, with its crack in the ceiling that let daylight stream into the main cavern and the darker tunnels that ran off the back of it in all different directions. There would be plenty of adventures for the young cubs to have here, and a lot more room for those who were stuck with pup-sitting duty.