I hear the snarl and my body instantly stiffens, always anticipating since I have had wolves attack me out of nowhere before. It wouldn't be the first time. My head snaps around to see a wolf unknown to me and yet his cologne is laced with Stella's scent. Judging by his markings, I can only say this is the spawn of her and Lucian. He looks unhappy about something, perhaps a bit possessive over his mother? I watch with a hint of amusement glinting in my blue gold eyes as he clides in between us, his eyes piercing but I look back unblinkingly and patient, one ear flicking as if to show I won't be the one to make the first move. Finally I look away if only to look over Stella's pregnant stomach. At my words, the male's tail flicks and I catch the look in his eyes before he looks away. I tilt my head but shrug it off, readin git as just a protective son and what's wrong with that? It means he loves her, anyway. Perhaps I need to get to know him a little one on one to show him I mean no harm to his mother, nor would I ever.

I turn my head to see another male approaching, though he stops a few paces behind where we are. I note the markings of his coat as well and instantly place him as the first male's brother. He seems a little less protective but just as silent so I simply nod in his direction before turning my attention back to Kiska. That is, until my oldest sees fit to make his entrance. I offer Achilles a bow of my head and a smile, nudging him with my shoulder as he moves up beside me. When I see where he's looking though, my lips tug into a scowl, my eyes suddenly piercing as I show him silently that I don't approve of him instigating anything. This isn't going to be a showdown of testosterone. It's a family reunion and he'd better play his part. I wonder sometimes if he's spent maybe a little too much time with Heyel and it's gotten in his head, made him more arrogant than necessary. He glances my way and I know he sees the look because he sniffs and turns his attention back on Kiska as if nothing's wrong, greeting her with a smile.

When I smell none other than Exodus, I turn my head to glance his way in curiosity. He seems hesitant to approach and while I want to reassure him since he's pack and yes, family, but he doesn't seem to want to get too close. I don't know how Kiska will feel about seeing offspring from Natalya and Devil either. I offer him a smile and a single wag of my tail to let him know he has support before I turn my gaze back to Kiska. I smile softly as she greets Stella, first teasing her and then being genuinely happy to see her. I can even feel Stella's tension ease back some and when she looks at me, I offer her an affectionate smile, wanting her to know that I'm here for her, both as her brother and her friend, her shield and her confidante. I would never turn my back on her. As I embrace Kiska, she tells me Isola and I have done good and I nod in acknowledgement, my ears flicking back sheepishly as she gives me a playful look. She tells me that she owes an explanation and I scowl a bit, brows knitting in puzzlement. I would never ask her to explain anything. She is my mother and her life is her own.

I tilt my head though as her eyes grow distant before she admits that it can wait till later. I smile again to let her know it's okay before I shake my head. "You don't owe me anything. I'm just glad to see you're okay." I follow her gaze as she looks at Stella's sons before asking for an introduction. I'm glad to see them getting to meet their grandmother. When Achilles approaches, she remembers his name, telling him he's grown and noting Heyel. I smirk a little, wondering if she knows who's been training him. He must carry vibes of Heyel with him. When she looks toward Exodus, I can see her calculating, trying to figure him out. I wait to see her reaction but she only seems curious before she looks away. I turn my attention back to Stella as she speaks, my lips forming a scowl again as she tells Kiska that Devil is not here. At my comment about congratulations, I can tell she's trying, muttering something about celebrations and I offer her a smirk. "Then I guess we'll have to keep it small." My eys glint a little with humor. I do enjoy teasing her a little.

I watch as she greets her sons, nipping the protective one and I can tell in her eyes that she adores him, even if she's not too outspoken about it. I hear her soft murmur in my direction when she picks up on the signs from her son and mine and I give her a subtle nod that I have heard. She introduces her sons to Kiska and I make sure to note their names. Arcturus and Segin. I can tell by the way she holds herself and the way she says their names that she is proud of them. My smile only widens. Stella may not see herself as the soft type but I think she's become quite the character and a good mom to boot.