Hoshor Plains Glide

Sorry for the bad post. I'm kinda distraught atm.
I'm really excited for you joining HP though!

Rakharo had taken the entire Khalas to the place he'd claimed as the pack's main settlement with Zoratto. He didn't expect to be around that place the whole year, only during the breeding seasons which were the ones that demanded the most protection both for the pack and for the new lives. The place was greener than the rest of the plains, closer to the mountains and bathed by creeks from every angle. It was perfect, peaceful, and it was theirs.

Marking the borders was the first thing Rakharo had instructed his wolves to do, howling once wouldn't be enough to keep intruders away forever. He was doing it himself since his scent was supposed to be the strongest one throughout the territory, he was the Khal. And there was where he got a glance of a red silhouette in the distance, elegantly padding closer to his sacred land. He knew that silhouette, he was sure he'd seen it before. The Khal approached the female, holding an authoritarian posture without being aggressive, and once close enough to recognize her eyes he knew exactly who was in front of him.

The Khal didn't say a word, instead, he walked even closer to breathe in her scent, meticulously sniffing around as he circled around her with his tail held high above his head. The female was Nevakko's daughter. Rakharo remembered the wise elder, he respected him greatly but he and his family had strayed from the Khalas as it started to move away from Rhaesh Dahaan. That had been a sad loss.