They seemed a bit surprised to be greeted by me rather than their sister, and I smiled inwardly at the immediate shift in their demeanor. Cadeyrn's irritation at their situation seemed almost to evaporate into thin air. No longer were they two teenage boys prepared to give their wily sister a piece of their mind - each seemed to transform before my very eyes into highly regarded young males. As they dipped their heads to me, my tail waved out behind me, not in a full arc but lifted even with my back. I was glad to see them, and appreciative of their respect. I was not a leader who sought for others to fear me; deference got a wolf a lot further than fright could ever hope to.
Ears perked, listening to each of them in turn. This did tend to be the trouble with whisking wolves up into the mountains without explanation - confusion and malcontent often abounded in the aftermath. However, it was an important skill to test wolves on, if not for the use of it to steal other wolves in the future, then to look for the signs and be able to block others from attempting to take Spirane wolves away from the mountains. Vigilance was paramount. I nodded at their words in understanding before moving forward to greet them properly.
Stepping back, I spoke once more.
Though I could not claim to know Cadeyrn, Berwyn, or Jubilee all that well, I wondered if one of them might follow in their mother's footsteps. After all, the pack had gone many years without a Bard. Or perhaps one of the other ranks might suit them better. Alas, I would not press the issue now, mere thoughts in the back of my mind always at work for the prosperity of my pack. For now, what was important was ensuring they were comfortable in returning to the mountains.