Porcupine Ridge moose notepad and jeep pen

He had not had a chance to tell her of his suspicions; but it seemed she had found out on her own. He hummed and nodded. She was keen, more a leader than she gave herself credit for. He believed she would grow into her role, and become all he hoped for his alpha female.

"Yep, I smelled them too," he murmured, his own dislike evident in the drawn out way he exhaled. He did not draw back from her this time, lifting his muzzle instead to brush the soft edge of her ear. "I'd like to speak to them, but I haven't seen them yet." He did not yet know that she had met one of them.