Greatwater Lake It all belongs to me, everything that I see

Though Atshen had set his attention to the child, he also kept his attention to the surrounding territory. Even in the comforts of the shadows, Atshen knew he was vulnerable as he was beyond the comforts of the woods. Attempting to keep the span of the lake-bound territory, Atshen heard the bilingual chatter of the child. Drawing his attention to her solely at that moment, Atshen's head tilted head as he attempted to make sense of what she was saying and just who she was talking. When he couldn't make any sense of it, he drew his attention away from her and towards the older wolf who arrived suddenly. 

From a distance, they looked similar in their pelts, but, Atshen still did not make the connection at that point. Regardless of it all he was intrigued and he watched, wondering what would come from this interaction. Would they fight? Would there be blood? He could only hope such actions would occur to entertain him.