Porcupine Ridge keep it in your pants, son

Terich is here and watching from a distance. Feel free to skip me at any time. <3

As one of his many roles as beta, Terich-mir patrolled the borders more often than not. Earlier he had seen Capri along the way, paused to talk for a brief moment, before going on his way. He hadn't seen Farstep yet or seen Taggarik in some time, and had wondered where the males had been. Their pack was growing, which was a good thing in his eyes, but not knowing where the alpha was stirred worry in his heart. 

Terich had reached the spot where the ridge grew from the hollow's land, where their borders were secure naturally, and turned around to follow his path back the way he came. As he neared the heart of the pack's territory, and the place upon the borders that most wolves would cross, the wind blew scents across his nostrils and his heart raced. Taggarik, Capri, Farstep, and a stranger. Terich quickened his pace and finally crested a small knoll from which he could view the scene: Taggarik with a dark woman nearby, Capri and Farstep watching, waiting for an explanation. He could see Capri's face: she was livid, though, and the look in her eyes iced even the blood in his veins.

For now, though, he remained a handful of yards away, studying the situation. He wouldn't intervene unless he was needed, but he did give a soft yip to indicate his presence to all involved.