Greatwater Lake True friends stab you in the front

Set for the 26th!

 
The lake-loaded territory welcomed the midnight pelted Silencer with open arms, enticing him to its glossy shores. He had been out patrolling the area that laid between Blackfeather Woods and Teaghlaigh as he was curious to know whether or not any of their members had been in the area. Ever since the fiasco on the borders, Atshen had been on high alert in regards to the wolves of Teaghlaigh and sought their scent whenever he was out and about. He would wander in the general direction of their territory, yet, he found himself never fully making his way over to the shore. 

His eyes scanned the territory and he approached the waters, noticing another quickly. The rank odar of the forest's enemies was not present in the air, yet, the brute did not find himself convinced that she might or might not have any connections to the pack. Holding himself warily at a distance, the world growled in her general direction whilst asserting himself strongly through his stance.