Gavin's amber eyes followed the pup's progress as he approached, nosing working double time, scenting the air around his snowy frame. He remained statue-like, quiet, relaxed as Oasis questioned him. "I do not..." He glanced at Kosses, judging her stance, the lack of tension in her muscles, the calm relaxed set to her ears and the soft expression in her eye. If Kosses trusted the pup within the lands, then he would soon discover Moina and the pups. "I have none of my own... But I'm an uncle." A single ear flicked back again, listening and he smirked. "Would you like to meet the pups and their mother?" he questioned, lowering his head slightly so that he wasn't towering above Oasis.
It wasn't as if the small little gathering had a choice in the matter. Moina was moving steadily forward, pups in toe, following the scent of her brother. It didn't take much longer before she stepped into the little clearing surrounding the steps of the crippled castle. She paused, half her hide in the shadow of a large oak. She studied the group, her gaze flicking quickly, familiarly over Gavin and Kosses before coming to rest on Oasis. As weary as her sibling, she whined very quietly, warning her own offspring to stay out of site. Trusting that they were hidden from view, Moina continued forward, moving slowly, muscles relaxed, though the shine in her eye depicted a level of tension. She halted a few feet parallel to her brother and studied the pup. She glanced gain at Kosses, quickly taking in her relaxed stance and total lack of worry. If kosses saw nothing wrong with the situation, then Moina had no reason to as well. The weariness in her dark brown eyes melted away, and she pricked her ears at the pup standing before her brother. "Well... It looks like we have company..." She crouched, not completely lying down. Infact, the pose mimicked perfectly the one her sibling had taken not long before.
Gavin remained utterly still as his sister approached and crouched to speak to Oasis. he pushed to all four paws, and stepped to the side, giving the pair more room, and putting himself closer to Kosses. The tips of hiw thick, white coat brushed ever so slightly against the tips of her multi-colored coat.
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