Whitebark Stream remember me for centuries

She crouched low amidst the tangled undergrowth, for once camouflaged almost flawlessly. With a coat as pale as the peeling bark on the trees, and her red-brown splotches almost a perfect match for the darker bits of bark, the pale blue of her eyes was the only telling sign that she was lurking. A quick flash of them between trunks as she moved amongst them would give her away, but otherwise the slinking alpha female was very nearly undetectable.

Her caution was well matched to her condition, although she was so near to the borders of her pack that she need not fear anything. Nevertheless, the sight of a wolf with a coat of black lurking near to the fringes of her claim reminded her so starkly of Reek that she felt a need to investigate, and so there she was, drawing nearer with the trees for cover. Having closed a significant gap since first spotting the dark fur, Saena could already tell the wolf was not her troublesome former partner, but that made him no less welcome.

She emerged from the cover of two birch trees by drawing herself to her full diminutive height. Her ears cut a sharp line over her brow and her fur bristled. With a contorted muzzle and flashing teeth, the alpha female clapped the air in a warning snap, a wordless command to piss off. Whitebark Stream didn't strictly belong to her, but with her pups due any day now, her tolerance toward wolves even fringing on her claim was at an all-time low.