Kintla Flatlands forever in shadows

Sorry for the shortness of my post compared to the wonderful length of yours! Atticus is just very brisk and to the point with strangers. XD <3

This wolf had a lot to learn about wolf packs if he thought the simple fact that this particular stretch of land was unclaimed would protect him from harassment or attack. It didn't work that way. And despite the stranger's friendly invitation to sit down with him, he wasn't in a hurry to cozy up with a complete stranger, out here in the middle of nowhere, all by himself. Atticus didn't fancy himself the smartest wolf in the world, but he definitely wasn't the dumbest. So he arched a brow at the grizzled old wolf, his defensive stance unchanged. "It doesn't matter that these lands aren't claimed," he said, his voice flat and his words clipped. "You are close enough to my pack for me not to like it. And this freaky 'black sun' shit makes me like it even less. I don't know you, so I don't trust you."