Swiftcurrent Creek can u spare some beans

Having been sleeping soundly at the base of a shrubby spruce which was proving to be an excellent den for one, Clock's ears pricked toward the sound of the newcomers howl, the slight movement waking him. He yawned and pulled himself up and out of the tangle of soft pine branches, shaking twigs and needles from his light grey fur as he came. His curiousity was piqued, and so he headed toward the border where the howl had come from. When he arrived, it was to see his two pack mates (one he did not know, and the alpha, Constantine, whom he only knew from appearance) facing a dark, soft-eyed female. Hanging back quite a ways from the group, Clock lowered himself respectfully to his belly and sternum. He intended only to observe and was prepared to lower his chin all the way to the ground if the alpha so much as glanced his way.

He's only observing. Feel free to skip me in post order. :)