Lake Rodney In the hall of the mountain king

*rolls in* :P

 The Haunted Wood wolves were marking their area non-stop ever since the Caldera decided to prod them. Lusa had ordered more patrols and told her small band to mark as much area as they could. And they did. Slowly but surely, their scent was spreading across the land, but so was the Caldera. Lusa was getting sick and tired of it. It didn't matter to her that they had been here for a year, they were trying to stake a claim on fair grounds and there was nothing that would stop them.

 After finishing marking the borders, Lusa decided to walk by the waters. As she took her steps, she made sure to mark the bank every so often for good measure. Her eyes were focused on the area around her, and she had seen a black figure zoom past. She instinctively followed, not caring for any noise she made.

 She stopped for a second to smell the ground were the male stood. Of course the familiar scent of Redhawk was there. A low growl rumbled in her throat, then she went on to follow Peregrine. She watched him mark more places with his own urine. Enough was enough.

 She came out from behind him, chuffing to get his attention. Unlike last time, she was calm, but still carried herself with dignity. "I just want to speak to you for a moment," she said slowly.