Blackfeather Woods The Grand Tour

After his introduction and requirement to prove himself, Macbeth found himself stood still outside the border to the forest with Nemesis standing more or less at his side. Burke had already left, but he must be a busy wolf, alpha's did not have tome for sitting around and chatting all day. However, Mac thought to himself, their subjects might. There was a lot of pressure on the young wolf to prove himself, yet how could he do so with no knowledge of the lands or subjects, flora or fauna. He had to learn the ropes and fast and maybe this Nemesis here could help. 

He edged over the border to the pack lands slowly, lest she change her mind about letting him in, but there was no retribution for his actions. Then with the best doe eyes that he could muster he looked upwards towards his new pack mate. "Erm, 'scuse me, but I don't suppose you could erm, show me around could ya? Seems I have a lot o' impressing to do and a head start would be good."