Phoenix Maplewood Exploring a new sweet home

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With a rabbit dangling between his jowls, Ukko lifts his ears at the sound of a howl.  It’s a voice he doesn’t recall knowing but it piques his interest enough to trot in the direction with his kill in tow.  It doesn’t sound dangerous, like a loner at the borders, but it’s new.  He’d felt comfortable meeting the other wolves in his pack but there had been a few new ones he’d been getting to know.  

Instead of returning the call, he simply picks up his pace until the scent is noticeable through the kill in his mouth and adjusts his posture:  tail even with his body as he finally notices here but his head is high enough to denote his rank.  He tries to chuff a sound through the mess of fur but it doesn’t travel far and when she’s close enough, he drops the kill to make himself present.

“Hey,” he says, standing just over his kill with a hint of a smile to his features.  “I don’t think we’ve met.”