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Ears keenly sticking to the enviorment and one trained on the higher up, he kept pace well. Silent pads suggested the wolf patrolled alone, yet Cry stood beside him, flesh to flesh. As phantom as he may seem, he was very much real.
The other would not know of that, not as of yet, apparently.

"No one."

It was true. Besides this new male, it felt as though Cry patrolled alone. Semira, he had remarked on, could have patrolled at different intervals than he, but Cry was always around the borders. The circuit never ended...so why should he? The pack's protection should have doubled, tripled now that pups were to be coming soon, but it remained as ghostly as when he had first come to join.

Cry watched however, as the russet turned into a statue, cursing, and watching a wolf who Cry would have thought was a member until Horosk raised the red flag. The dark prince made a move to chase the intruder away, but they had seemed to flee, regardless.
Irritation sparked at the russet, immediately. This was pack home! Why was there no actions being take to release the intruder of breath, blood, and bone? Of life!

"Why do we leave their  dust upon our doorstep?" A frosted shard shaped for slash could only lightly be felt in the words if searched for. Otherwise, curiousity was the main illusion of the sentence. The lack of fury was what should have been most intimidating.

Taking a faster step than that of the companion, Cry loped to the spot where the intruder had been, sniffing, searching for a scent. Only after finding the faint traces of it, did he memorize the aroma, and then cover it up with his own.  A raised hind to the nearest shrubbery, and upon unmarked trees, he curled a fit body around. His own perfume permeated stronger where the hellion once stood, only reinforcing the defense in that general area.

After the ritual finished, Cry returned to the side of the patrolling higher up, pleased in his own work, though disappointed in the lack of the russet's. However, as always, he said nothing.