Lost Creek Hollow The Wind that Ruffled my Fur

Harlyn had heard tell of the wolf that had come into their territory and had been chased away. She had also known that it was possible that the stranger would be back, and the alpha did not know exactly what to think of that. Clearly this wolf did not understand simple concepts such as boundaries and respect. But there was an impressive amount of determination there, especially if they did appear again.

So it was with mixed feelings that Harlyn approached the borders in answer to the call that echoed through the Hollow. She didn't know for certain that this was the same wolf, but she regarded the stranger with the suspicion that it might be. "Are you the one who disrespected my borders and charged into my territory without permission?" Harlyn asked after assessing the stranger. She matched the description she'd been given so Harlyn felt rather certain her instincts were correct, but she'd give the woman a chance to explain herself.