The new wolf- for that's what he eventually learned they were- breezed in past his Charlie without really waiting for permission, and headed straight for the kitchen when she paused, noticing him for the first time. Noah sat motionless, watching the newcomer with calm wariness. He was well aware that Charlie would never let anything happen to him (again, the irony of it all amused him), but he also knew that should the wolf decide to throw appearances up in the air and go for his throat, there wasn't a whole lot she could do.
But then again, despite the fact that this wolf smelled a lot like Royce, who definitely did not like him, all she did was stare at him. He sensed no hostility from her, only a sort of bare curiosity. Noah relaxed a bit, thinking himself considerably safer around this wolf than he normally was around her companion.
And then she called him "it".
"Hey," he protested. "My name isn't Pepper! And it's not 'it', either. My name is Noah!"
"That's right," Charlie added, closing the door to join them. If she was bothered by the new girl's abrupt entrance, she didn't show it. Either Charlie was a lot nicer than even Noah knew, or this new wolf burst in on a regular basis. "And no, I did not adopt Noah. Not really. He's just... in transition, I guess. Noah, this is Rosemary. She's Royce's sister."
Charlie waited for the two of them to get to know each other, but neither supernatural creature moved from their spot, each studying the other carefully. But, at least on his part, Noah felt very little animosity toward the wolf named Rosemary apart from his normal instinctual reaction. At least she didn't look like she wanted to kill him.
No one said anything, so Charlie turned back to Rosemary. "I don't have any chocolate chip left and the store was out of stock, but I do have sugar cookie dough, so I can start up a batch of those. And what do you mean, 'girly stuff'? Don't you normally talk to your brother about those kinds of things?"