The Outskirts

last post from me :)

Raziel took a step back, black leathery nostrils flaring sharply as he took in Azaria's scent. It was no longer the scent of a loner. Alone with her own scent, the smell of Bearclaw Valley was around here like a light veil. No doubt, if she stayed long enough, the scent of the wolves of the Valley would be so deeply engraved in her that it would seem almost impossible for her to ever lost the scent once more. But for now, the brief smell of Raziel himself and the Valley would be enough to let the other wolves of the Valley know that they had a new wolf in their ranks, that she was now one of them.

"You better not," Raz replied, though there was a teasing tone in his lilting voice. "Anyways, just explore your new home for now. Tomorrow, you can officially start your duties. Patrolling, hunting, meeting your packmates, etc." He nodded at the female, then turned to Scarlett and shot her a winning smile before nuzzling her scruff gently, inhaling her scent. "See ya later," he whispered into her neck, then Raziel made his way back to the Valley.