Phoenix Maplewood you are a forest fire, set the world aflame

Zephyr was, per usual, out and about in hopes of finding a good place to settle. A lack of activity around the maplewood had caught the ebony males attention, and so now he was picking is way carefully through. It was clear there was a pack here not long ago, caches still full of now rotting kills and wilted herbs. What had happened to drive them out? Zephyr had liked this territory the first time he came upon it, but there had been clear borders then, not to mention activity. Something had clearly chased them off, and the curious coal wolf wondered if he'd ever find out. 
Luck would be on the massive males side, and before long an unfamiliar scent tickles his nose. Its a female, and fresh. Grassy eyes bright and perpetually friendly, Zephyr trotted cautiously towards the alphas scent with his usually peppy step. A dark female came into view, pelt made up of various shades of deep brown and eyes a slight grey. He lets out a low and friendly chuff of greeting, wondering if this female would be hostile towards him or become his next new friend. He held his body neutral but lifted his head to see her better, and his first thought lingered on her looks. She was very beautiful, but Lyric soon came to mind and he had to shut that thought down.