Phantom Hollow Patrols

*rolls in*

The dark yearling had been lingering by their borders. With Malice gone, he felt he should be on extra alert. Being him a rank below Sage, he felt a newfound duty inside him. The duty to protect their lands at all costs.

So when the boy found an unfamiliar scent lingering, he raced towards the smell's source. There stood two wolves: Sage and some stranger. His approach wasn't so neutral, for he had a sort of impatience in his step. Having Malice away had him on edge and he wasn't very happy to see a stranger about. Still in the back of his mind he knew that this male might have some use with him. "What brings you to our borders?" he asked in a gruff tone.