Silvertip Mountain Longing and rusted

Steady had been a busy Alpha as of late, and had to make some tough decisions. The pack was filling nicely and he was grateful for that. The howl that reached his ears told him there might be another. He paused in his tracks briefly before trotting towards the borders, his gaze taking in the silhouette of Ezekiel and one other wolf.

His eyes narrowed, though he grinned as he looked to his pack mate. Is there something you're not telling me? Are you starting a harem in my pack? he joked, his voice light. It seemed as though Ezekiel was bringing all the new females to the pack. All the ones he brought seemed to pretty, too, though Steady only had eyes for Niita. Steady wouldn't know how to react if Ezekiel was, in fact, starting his own harem. 

He looked to the female, his expression turning a little more serious, though his voice remained pleasant. I'm Steady, Alpha of Silvertip Mountain, he said, introducing himself. You are...? His voice trailed off, expecting her to finish it. She seemed respectful already, and for that he was glad. Steady didn't think Ezekiel would bring anyone to the borders who he wouldn't be sure Steady would accept.