Blackfeather Woods ask not the sun why she sets

Another howl sounded through the forest. Burke lifted his head, ears alert. This was another howl, it was to be expected in the winter. The alpha licked his lips clean from the meal between his paws. He placed it back on the caches and buried some snow over the carcass. After that the alpha kept a casual trot to the borders. The large male kept his time, he wasn't going to rush for some stranger. 

His large frame moved through the shadows, something he always did. Burke liked to see what kind of of wolf was at their borders. Then he saw Nemesis already at the scene. Burke stepped forward from the shadows. His head raised and his whole demeanor calm and assertive. He stepped next to Nemesis and looked at the dark colored furred female. His eyes quickly fell on the rabbit because of the fresh smell of meat. 

He wondered what the meaning of it was, but Nemesis seemed to have asked a question so he would let the stranger answer first. He would let her do the talking, before questioning her. If her motives were wrong Burke would make sure to chase the stranger out.