Two Rivers Isle here comes dat boi

Malice seemed rather unfriendly towards this female, however, he smelled too that she was from a pack. If she was from another pack they didn't want to do anything with them. The male stepped forward in the river. His docked tail up straight. There was no friendly wag there. "Lets not make assumptions what this female does and doesn't do. We do want you to leave now. We will attack. We don't tolerate other pack wolves close to our borders. We only care for our own," he told her, though it sounded more like a threat.

"If you want to join you can return as a lone wolf," he pointed out. He bared his teeth and lowered his muzzle to protect his neck. His hackles raised as he defended his own lands and the river they considered theirs. It was a prime fishing territory. His eyes looked unfriendly. They weren't a pack that would give out free information or would be open to have other pack wolves close to their borders. Simple. Malice had stated that before.