Porcupine Ridge stand tall... WHOA okay not that tall

"Northeast," he replied, and as he did so he swept his muzzle to invite her to walk with him. His pace was leisurely, and more out of habit than purpose he started toward the pack's border. "Immediately adjacent to us. I can't fathom why any wolf would choose to settle so close to an established pack when the mountain is so expansive and offers so many other options, but..." he trailed off with a shake of his head. His lips pursed as he hummed a gruff, displeased note.

"As I said, I do not know for sure, but there are at least a couple of scents that seem prevalent, and that's how it starts." His last excursion beyond his domain had not lead him to encounter one of these wolves, but he was still intent on making contact, hesitant though he was to spend too much time away from the ridge. "We will have to be vigilant. I plan to seek them out — I tried once — but have not yet seen them." It was time his wolves were made aware of the potential threat next door.