Jade Fern Grove The Big Sleep No More

He hadn’t strayed much from Jade Fern Grove after his interlude with the silver female who had preoccupied his thoughts since meeting her.
 
Instead, he attempted not to dwell upon the absolute storm that was his mate-ship, and focused instead upon maintaining their fresh borders and spending time with his family. The other adults were busy with the same thing, and thus far, the cinnamon wolf had been able to avoid discussions on many matters as such. Perhaps this was the benefit to being the Alpha of a pack of only four other adults.
 
Chance lead him to come upon the stranger perhaps quicker than what would be expected. Upon seeing her linger almost hesitantly on their borders, as if attempting to determine if they were claimed lands or not, indignation first stirred the regal to thrust his large form up dominantly.
 
Yet, exhaustion and reason came to play instantly after, and rather than instantly chase the she-wolf from coming any closer to his borders, the Frostfur made to intervene, his eyes sharp upon her. “You’re close to crossing in to lands that are looking to be claimed,” he offered, his tail giving an idle flick.