"Be sure that you do, my brother's a good wolf, but he's thick and stubborn as the rest of the males." Nerissa said with a soft snort. It seemed to be an ingrained trait of male wolves to be stupidly possessive, aggressive, and stubborn. On the plus side, she didn't think her new sister was going to have too much trouble keeping Raff in line.
Both of the women looked at her curiously as she began speaking, to them, cryptically. They knew of no verses or quotes like that. Wolves didn't generally have as much exposure to human things quite like that. Even Talia, who was born human, had been a poor one.
The next questions were much easier. Talia smiled softly at Altira and shook her head. "You are his aunt, you are always welcome to hold him. Or any of the children. Don't be surprised if they seek you out, not just to meet you out of curiosity, but for any and all reasons. You smell like their uncle, who they know is an adult they can count on to always care for and protect them. You're as much family to them now as he is."
"But you should give him to me for now, Courtland won't mind that you've been holding him, but for the proper first greeting you shouldn't have a baby on your hip." Nerissa chuckled, rising from her chair and moving to her side, holding her hands out for her son. "The men are coming. We should go greet them now."
Raff was large in his hybrid form, but Courtland was massive next to him, and covered in jet black fur as they came sauntering from the woods to stand before the house.