Stone Circle dogwood & pine

He could not help but feel unsettled as he traversed the territory, heading toward the outer reaches where he planned to do a bit of patrolling. He was not worried about Poppy - she was faster than his packmates, and could probably make it to his side if she found herself being pursued. Rather, he was worried for his own place in the pack, and what it might mean if he had to protect the girl from one of his packmates. He'd tried to make it clear that she was his property by thoroughly scentmarking the girl, but sometimes things like that wouldn't stop a determined wolf.

He liked to think better of his packmates. But he'd thought better of Valette, too.

Thoughts thus clouded, the male ambled on toward the borders, moving in a way that made it clear he had something heavy on his mind.