Porcupine Ridge You Must Love, To Live

August walked to the edge of the borders. She flicked her ears, listening to any sounds nearby. There didn't seem to be a wolf fairly close, so she let out a howl. She sat down, waiting for a wolf to approach, even now her tail wagging slightly, in a friendly, playful way.

A howl caught Illea’s attention as she was patrolling the borders and remarking them.  Instantly she began to pad towards the location of the howl, although constantly scented the air to se if anyone had beat her to the wolf, mostly she was checking for the Alphas though.  Her pad was solemn and dominant as she walked up to the wolf, although she was not as dominant looking as a Alpha would have been, who knew whether or not the wolf would notice that or not.  Her eyes began to scan the wolf as she reached it.  Quickly she picked up that this wolf was female, that sported a light brown coat, with some grey mixed in and gorgeous brown eyes.  The wolf also looked quite friendly.  Illea quietly hoped that this would be a possible recruit.  The pack numbers were dwindling.  They needed more followers.

“Hello.  What is your purpose here?”  Illea began, with a little cock of her head to add on to the question.  She then stood stone still, keeping her features neutral as she waited for the wolf to respond, a glimmer of hope flickering like a flame in her chest.