The Wall the end has no end

The white female craned her neck around to look him and he smiled, showing his friendliness. Big or not, Steady wasn't one to start fights over nothing, but he would certainly end them. She returned his friendly greeting, and it seemed a mutual acquaintanceship was started. She stood and turned her body around to face him, and he closed the distance a little, though was careful to try and not intrude on her personal space. 

I'm Steady, Alpha of Silvertip Mountain, he said, answering her question and adding his name. Ear perked, he cocked his head a little to the side. What about you? Her scent smelled of a pack, though not one he had yet to come upon. Then again, it wasn't often the Steady left home anyways, and when he did, it wasn't for social reasons. He usually found his food and went back to the packlands without ever having seen another wolf, let alone socialized with one.