[j] conquistador

He didn't understand her question. Something had drawn him here and there was no scent in the ground to do that for him. The male said he hadn't tracked anyone here but he also mentioned a scent on their borders. Nanuk's growl deepend. "Maybe you're deaf. It's been raining since before the fucking sun rose meaning there is no scent. We are all noseblind right now." Her tail lashed behind her once or twice as she took a meaningful and threatening step forward. "So let's try this again, motherfucker. How long have you been lurking around our borders because there's no way in fuck that you can smell anything right now." He obviously had reasons that he had called for them, as there were several other packs in this 'general direction'. Needless to say, King was losing ground. Fast. Not because Kroc was being a bitch but because their future was nestled in the womb of their Alpha and she would take no chances. There would be none here that they didn't trust.