Auburn took a breath, and wondered which of the myriad of canine scents were family. Back home, that word had meant just himself, his grandfather and his sister. Now, it seemed to hold infinite possibilities. Chan. Tagg. Moonshadow. Nash. He repeated the names to himself in his mind again, still finding it difficult to believe that he would soon, finally, by putting faces to the names.
He counted to four, then tilted back his head and sent out a howl. Oksana was the name of the alpha he'd been told, but his song utilized less specific language to account for the possibility that he was working on outdated information. Hopefully not, hopefully he hadn't come too late...
Another breath, as his call faded from the air, and Auburn waited.