Ouroboros Spine [j] rocks and mountains

Not need to howl, indeed. From the wolf in the forest to this one near the borders, Kroc was ever vigilant. She did not allow for a wolf to linger now, she never had. This one would be no different. With the direction of the wind, she scented her Alphas, both new and original, and knew that she would not be alone meeting this one. That was fine. Though, she had no blood ties within this pack, her dedication was whole. She would stand strong at the side of any and all of them in the face of outsiders. 

She arrived just as they did, albeit from third direction, gold eyes all for the one that was too close. A snarl rolled from her throat, low and warning. The Alphas would lead this, of course, but she was still the Warden and threatened his demise should he make a wrong move.