Big grumpy Noss is covered in puppies! >:3

It had been a few days since Strelein had returned home...with the most unusual of souvenirs. Not only had a horse returned with Strelein, but his niece and nephews...minus one--the older one. Needless to say he had been confused, but when Strelein had explained the situation--or at least what he had to know--the grey man understood. Still, it didn't lessen the fact that he and Strelein were now certified uncles taking care of three young children who they had perhaps met twice. One of the twins--Ahiga, it was--Noss found spirited and hyperactive. While these were often seen as good traits, Noss didn't know if he could handle the jumping all over the place. One of those places being him... The other two were far more mellow, although Alaster tended to follow his twin's lead. Aleu, thankfully, didn't get as dirty as her snowy brothers, and was saved from the baths that the other two had to frequently undergo.

The three of them and Noss were out that day because Noss had woken up with Ahiga bouncing up and down on his chest, begging for him to wake up. The grey warrior had caught the overexcited pup by the scruff and sat up with him while palming his face with the other hand, the loss of a few extra minutes of sleep lost. Over the edge of the bed, the other two were looking at him and Strel with those big puppy eyes, and very easily Noss gave in. These pups were not only his family, but he wouldn't know what to do if they cried or got hurt or anything like that. Well, if they get hurt, Ralla'll kill me first. So there he found himself out a little ways from the Chien, laying on a hill with the puppies running about and over him as if he were a part of the landscape. Thankfully they seemed to entertain themselves, because the only games that Noss knew how to play were fighting games, and it was four years too late for him to be the size where he could properly play that game with pups.

Warrior walks. "Warrior talks." Warrior thinks.

MARIE!

Noss tilted his head to see who had called out to him and sat up a little more, effectively tipping one very persistent Ahiga up and over himself into the grey man's laugh. Alaster, however, took in a gasp and ran to the new woman, doing a strange mix between a hop and a run. "Miss Ayita!" the young boy called out in his young puppy words, surprisingly more eloquent than his other two siblings in speech. He reached the pregnant woman--for she did have a bit of a curve about the waist--and was quite friendly to her, which Noss, at the very least, knew was rare of his shy nephew.

Now, while Noss did not know the woman's name or who she was, he knew the title. Strelein had courteously brought him up to speed on the pack and its hierarchy, and the position of Queen had not gone unmentioned. And yet, while the woman smelled of such authority, it did not divulge her name. In respect for the rank, Noss raised himself before the woman out of respect, even if it appeared he towered over her. "Hello, ma'am," he said in return greeting, having adopted the terms of 'sir' and 'ma'am for his obvious superiors. As to how to address Vigilante, things were still on the fence, but he could show some class now, couldn't he? "Anyway I can help you this morning?"

Warrior walks. "Warrior talks." Warrior thinks.