Ankyra Sound i'll get on all by myself

a sound behind her caused her ear to flick backwards instinctively; peering through the thicket, she saw the chewed form of the very male she had been thinking of moments prior. if she was a wolf that believed in coincidence - or fate - she would be amused by the threads fate saw fit to weave to unite its tangled participants -- but instead she chalked it up to the fact he looked like he was in sore need of a job, and was simply doing what any newcoming, self respecting wolf ought to be seeing get done.

it was not a bad idea, marking the premises. caiaphas dipped her slender muzzle in silent greeting, stalking off to an unmarked tussock to contribute her own scent to the borders.