Haunted Wood the darkness calls

:D yes, I am excite

Chroma had noticed that perhaps a pack was harboring near by. The scent of wolves clearly marked these lands from head to toe, but the scent of claimed territory was unique. The stench of urine and testosterone was nearly impossible to mistake – she knew when a wolf had laid claim to a land that it became sacred. Unfortunately, Chroma did much care for territories, claimed lands, or literal pissing contests. Taking in a deep breath, she knew these words were free and clear, no stakes being laid and no wolves living here.

Narrowing her eyes, she chuckled a bit, flicking her tail unimpressed. “Am I?” She answered back. “I hadn’t noticed.” Although a lie, Roma knew she would never give any hints that she was aware of theidea. “I’m new here,” she threw in last moment, perhaps to soften her somewhat sarcastic response.

Her eyes darted downward to notice the small dead rodent he had placed down to speak. Even though the lands seemed somewhat barren, the black she-wolf was not interested nor hungry for his food. Her silver eyes landed back on the male, waiting for his response.