Coza had been away from his den today. With Moth’s growing size and with it the growing dificultiy to hunt for herself he had been heading out a few times to care for his mate. He had unborn children and his Imprint to care for now, to make sure they were safe and healthy and though he hoped it didn’t come down to anything so severe he wanted to make sure if this was some of the last time he spent with Moth she would be happy and comfortable. A grim outlook for anyone to have, but at her age birthing became more difficult and more dangerous. Birthing was an affair dangerous for even young females to deal with and he could only try and prepare himself for the worst. He stayed positive as he could, Moth was absolutely glowing and happy, she didn’t seem worried at all and if anything may have thought he was fussing too much, but it was how he was.

He had just managed to snag himself a hare in his lands, a feat not so easy for him, and was heading back when a scent brushed his nose. He looked towards the den where his Moth was before turning and quickly loping towards the new scent hoping to quickly greet this stranger and hoping it wasn’t any challenger on his border. He was greatful he wasn’t alone, he could smell the large dark fem, Alias moving towards the borders as well, why he was not certain, but it was not the first time she had taken it upon herself to greet someone at his borders. He didn’t mind particually in these times when Moth needed him and soon he knew he would needed the older fem’s help more than ever once the puppies were born. He wanted time with his children after all, wanted to be a good father. He knew he still had responsibilities to the pack but that was why he would hopefully have her help.

He felt a little more at ease when he heard Kiska’s voice though he had no idea of the relationship the two wolves he was approaching had. Dropping his catch not too far from where the pair of females were he continued forward his face holding a friendly smile his tail waving behind him. He heard Alias speak, smelled the charcoal scent of her marking being covered to hide her identity.

”Greetings, Miss. He started dipping his head to the fem tail still waving lightly. ”I’m Coza, how is it that we can be of help to you today?” He asks, he knows that Alias has already asked for her purpose here but he wants to know how they could also be of service to her if she needed it.

"This me speak your tongue."
"This is me speaking my Nahuatl tongue"


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==—Protects Moth’s Soul—Guardian of Suomi—>