Luckily for the new mother, the newest Pillar had been making his way over for a potential visit. A gift of deer meat was clamped gently in his mouth, a severed leg he had taken from the cache for this very occasion. N​ó​ttin had been taking his new role very seriously as of late, making sure not to make any mistakes or let anyone down. It was his duty now to make sure that all was well, and to set a good example for all.

He was sure that somehow, some way, he would make Genghis proud. The closer he got to the den site, the more cautious he became. The scent of Golde was very apparent now, along with the scent of milk and newborn pups. The sable man gave a soft chuff in her direction, not yet seeing her head peek out of the den. Hopefully he would be accepted well enough. If not, then he would come by some other time.