Hideaway Strath Home, Home, I Love It So!

the rustling of pawsteps alerted the male and he stood from his laying position, stretching his back, then his hind legs. Then he was off. It was nice having others to share his home with, and the more recruits he had within the territory limits, the more he felt as if he were the leader if a full-fledged pack. 

It was Grace he found as she limped along, and he strode to her side. His strides were much longer than her petite ones, and he walked slowly to keep at an even pace. "You seem to be looking for something?" His words were as much a question as they were a statement -- open to interpretation he suposed.