these streets are yours, you can keep them

Mind if I join? it was in the wanted list...

As Silvermane was looking around the territory, he was trying to inspect each part of the land, hoping to find out more about the pack. As his large head looked up from sniffing the grass, he saw a white figure drinking from the river, the smell contrasting that to his pack's. He slowly approached the mass of flowing water. Hoping to realize what the wolf was doing here, and if it was or was not in the boundaries. He was new to the pack and did not know where the borders ended. Nevertheless, he spoke:

"Hello? Can you hear me? " he called out to the she-wolf, "Who are you?" he asked demandingly, but still polite. The fur of the wolf was incredible, dark on the top and white underneath, a strange mix.