With her sister and neice now deeper in the valley and searching for a home, Morelia had decided it was time for her, too, to find a place to call home.

The grey wolf stood on the edge of the border, her eyes bright and full of wonder as she looked around the land. This place could work out. Tilting her head back, she let out a howl to the alpha.

Like a Knight in Shinning Armor.

Cavalier lounged on a jagged outcropping of rock on the canyon side, his ebony fur shinning under the intense sun. His ears flipped up at Morelia's call and he rose half way, his interest piqued. He glanced down in the direction of his father to find that he was deep in conversation with another brute. Looks like he’ll be taking care of this one. Cav stretched his hulking mass and rose while returning the call with a short one of his own. His limbs turned and carried down the path on the side of the canyon, his blue eyes moving over the terrain towards the newcomer. He wasn't the alpha, not yet at least, but he was sure she would be fine with him, as he was the heir to the canyon.

Cavalier's form temporarily left the rocky path as he jumped down to level ground. Dust rose in red clouds from the impact of his immense frame and in a matter of minutes he appeared in front of the new female. A friendly look adorned the brute’s features as he merrily greeted the grey fae.

"Afternoon. I am Cavalier. Anything I can help you with?"

Morelia's ears went up at the sound of a bark from one of the inhabitants of the canyon. She moved herself into a stance that showed she was confident, but not arrogant. She watched the large male approach her, and was relieved to see a friendly face. Smiling pleasantly, she dipped her head in greeting. "Good afternoon, Cavalier. My name is Morelia, and I was looking for a place to call home, If you would be so kind." Her voice, gentle and warm, was accompanied by a soft gaze as she studied the black brute.