Blacktail Deer Plateau Wherefore art thou?

The wolf startled at his screech, and Ridge instantly felt bad. It had not been his intention to scare the male. He was awarded an a glare, for which he felt he probably deserved. My apologies. I didn't mean to startle you, he said honestly. 

His sharp eyesight caught the shoulder wound, the scars that littered his upper body, and then the shortened tail. Curiosity getting the better of him, he asked, What happened to you? They looked like fighting wounds, and Ridge wondered, if that was true, what the other wolf looked like, too.