Big Salmon Lake can you taste this gold?

OOC: Hi! I was actually tempted to join this thread earlier, and then got completely sidetracked. So thanks for reminding me!

Majesty decided that night to go for another run, this time sticking to his own territorial boundaries. He was tired of getting into trouble for straying too far from home, which was a shame because he absolutely loved exploring. However, he felt bad for seeming to get Jinx in trouble time after time, and he had decided to give himself a kind of time out by making himself stick within the boundaries of the Great Bear Wilderness for a while. Come to think of it, where were all the bears? Was it a misnomer or were there really bears out here? He shrugged, and continued running.

Not long after his thought about bears, he heard the sound of rushing water nearby, which reminded him of the trouble he'd gotten into at Swiftcurrent Creek. He flinched. What sort of leader would he be if he couldn't even smell pack boundaries through a bit of creek water? He shook his head. He was being too hard on himself. Maybe he just needed to relax a bit. A few minutes later, he came loping up to the Big Salmon Lake, and saw a white-and-grey-furred female tearing into a dead salmon along the bank of the Lake.

He sniffed around as he drew nearer, and smelled Jinx on her pelt, which made him relax a bit. The last thing he needed was to have an encounter with a wolf of a different pack at the moment. "Hello," he called to her while he was still fairly far away. He didn't want to startle her. "Are you enjoying your fish, Madame?"