Lost Creek Hollow The Wind that Ruffled my Fur

Another howl had rang through the air once more, though night had fallen already. It was strange for someone to call during the night, however Shikoba quickly deciphered that the howl had belonged to the wolf who charged into the land and wanted to join.

Shikoba was beaten to it though, Harlyn was there already and seemed to have asserted the stranger. Walking over with a low stance, the gamma nudged Harlyn's shoulder to show she was there to defend and help in any way.

Her eyes cast themselves over the black wolf, visibly narrowing. She wasn't pleased to say the least. This wolf ran into the land before being chased out. Now it thinks it can retry its entrance by acting submissive?!

Her stance showed one of being alert, minor aggressive but not enough to show disrespect to the alpha. She stayed silent as she watched.