King Elk Forest the pariah

With the displaced first inhabitants of the northern taiga settling neatly into Silver Creek, there was little work left to be done. The borders were heavily marked, a site had been chosen for the pups to remain at deep within the barren wood, and the pack was acquainting themselves with the land. Its Alpha female was acquainting herself with the surrounding areas, and that was how she came to notice the prowling beast in the wood adjacent to her own.

There was no drone of locusts to accompany her as she slunk through the trees, ever alert for signs of prey she knew weren't likely to be around, and yet the wood felt charged in a similar manner. That was when she caught a glimpse of Skellige, a broad black wolf with a rolling gait, through gaps in the trees. No doubt easily spotted herself, the petite Alpha female loped parallel to him yet almost out of earshot, placing herself between him and her pack. The prickle of her hackles told of her discomfort with his presence, and the full lift of rounded ears was a clear sign of her station. She had no interest in engaging him if he didn't engage her first, but Saena dogged Skellige in an effort to reassure herself that wherever he was going, it was away from Silver Creek.