Broken Antler Fen Not your alpha, but I look like him.

Burke snapped his head up when he heard someone call out to him. Though... they called him Sebastian. Sebastian!? Did that bastard live here. The female that approached him did not come to his memory, they had met before but Burke had long forgotten the minor meeting.

The large male snapped his head up and stepped back. His docked tail raised, and pale eyes suspiciously on the female. He took in the scent, now realizing why he knew it. That bastard founded his own pack. He bared his teeth before the female would come closer. "So this is where the bastard went," he huffed, taking some distance from the female and those borders.