Larksong Grotto ...And further still.

Charley had been close when the howl went up, and the massive male galloped towards it immediatley. His wide cream paws slammed down upon the ground, and he followed his nose right towards a white female. As he grew close, his hackles began to raise, his tail held stiff in the air, but ears perked towards her. The ragged male's carribean eyes played over her frame, finding it quite thin. She looked like she'd been hungry long before the locusts arrived no more than a week ago, and his eyes didn't linger. Of course his mind went to Aspen, and he couldn't help but compare the two females in his head. Obviously, Aspen held reign. 
      "Who are you, and what do you want here?"
His voice, though gruff, wasn't aggressive or mean. He didn't know what @Reek would decide for her fate, and so he let out a howl for the dark male in case he hadn't heard hers. His questioning, however, might speed the process though. It depended on if Reek would speak to her himself, or ask him what he thought.