He had found himself venturing out of the pack more and more as the seasons went with the higher ranks mostly filled and his son taking up more responsibilities Coza found the time now to wander Moladion and meet loners that may like to have a safe place to stay over winter. He had a few new recruits lately and winter always did have a way with bringing about more wolves out of the wood works. Be it the constant search for food or simply the time of year where many tried to conceive instinct drove males and females alike together for this reason though it certainly was far from Coza’s own mind.

He had three wonderful children nearly four year ago and he didn’t dream of risking his mate’s life with another litter if it was even possible for her to conceive at all. His heart and soul was far older than he was and even the large built Aztec male was beginning to leave his own prime while his children were on the cusp of their own. A smile crossed his cream colored maw as he walked out of his own pack and into the woodlands that boarded it. His tail waved lightly out behind him feeling in a remarkably good mood after such pleasant thoughts of all his children and how much they had grown. How he adored them.

It wasn’t all he had, Suomi had come back to him, his first child of sorts adopted as a half staved child and raised with love and care despite her kicking and screaming throughout. She seemed good now even if she was torn up upon her return home and now worked to be head of the hunters in his pack. He was happy to have her back with him she had grown into a fine, fiery, young woman. His family meant a lot to him they brought him so much joy and to have them all together again was just heaven on earth.

However his peace was coming to an end. He crossed the trail of two wolves a male and a female with the females being more recent with some familiar tinges within. He couldn’t pin point exactly who or what it was that was familiar about the scent of the wolfess and curiosity drove him to follow the trail. He carries himself neutrally, his tail waving at his heels and soon he spots the two large pair but it was clear by body language neither knew the other. He didn’t hold himself low and defensive as he came up from behind Stella, actually quite the opposite and true to form he stood warm smile on maw.

”Hello friends, there is being no trouble here, yes?” Coza’s strange thick Aztec accent filled his words yet it was obvious he was warm and friendly, rarely was he anything less. The brute’s nearly full brown banner waved, fire opal eyes traveling from the large male to the female and again the familiarity filled him, the gold and black of her belt was the largest clue and his mind went to that of his son’s crush Shiloh as well as Lady Kiska who also resided in his lands. Personally Coza did not know Stella, but he had met a fair section of her family. He would see though so far both looked so tense and he hoped this wouldn’t be a bad day for someone.