King Elk Forest Jack frost nipping at your nose

Hope you don't mind me popping in!

Mawk had been marking the borders, trying to be useful, but he did want to get to know the land outside the borders, as well as inside. He was glancing around, curiously, when he scented his new alpha, Spring, not too far away. He had a new interest now - what was Spring doing? Of course, it probably wasn't any of his business, but, being the nosy wolf he was, his paws almost automatically carried him to the location of Silver Creek's leader.

When he arrived, hidden behind a few snow-topped bushes, he realised someone else was already here, though he didn't know who she was. He hadn't seen her before, but he knew she wasn't from the same pack as he. Spring had a fresh catch by her paws, and was eating the meat. The wolfdog decided he might as well make himself known, hiding would get him nowhere. "G'morning Spring!" came his enthusiastic reply, and he bowed his head slightly in respect for the alpha, before giving a wag of his curled, half bouncing tail. His attention focused on the other wolf in front of Spring, and he raised a brow. "Hallo, stranger!"

Mawk was still unsure whether his alpha would want him to stay or not - he didn't know if the pair of wolves were having a serious conversation - so he remained standing, not too far away, but far enough that he could leave swiftly if asked to.