Phoenix Maplewood The Traveler Meets Her End

There were no other leaders besides the one strapped down with newborns to answer the call at the borders, and so the white wolf took it upon himself, though his protectiveness over Saena would not have allowed him to refuse such a task regardless. The mere thought of a stranger so soon after the birth of his companion's pups put him on edge, and his lope was tense and brisk, his eyes hard with focus as he made his way through the maplewood.

It did not take him long to near the borders, nor to spot the female who was literally on top of them. His ears flung forward as his tail snapped into a bristled ramrod behind him. His lips were hiked above his fangs as he advanced stiffly toward the female, snarling and glaring.