Porcupine Ridge Bought my fate straight from hell

Anwyl was surprised at how the female didn't respond to him. Was she mute? Or did she just not understand like Farstep? Well this had only gotten more interesting. He would resort to his instincts, no words needed for this encounter it seemed. The female seemed submissive enough, Anwyl found he kind of liked having a higher rank. He felt stronger, more important. Something he could get used to. The female with the intricate pelt trotted over to Farstep to give the gamma a sniff. Anwyl stepped back, allowing her to do so and get to know the tawny male. 

After a few moments, Anwyl in turn walked forwards to sniff Vuk's pelt, to get to know her scent. He did so briefly, sniffing her back and paws. He then stepped back again, offering to let her do the same and sniff him. It was a great way for pack members to get to know one another, or at least that's what he'd learned from observing Farstep.