Greatwater Lake Or something better, I could care less

He drew in raspy breaths as he tried to gather the strength to move from the spot he had been collapsed in for hours, but he was finding it to be a very difficult task. The voice made him jump to his feet despite his dwindling energy, his muscles tensing at the sudden appearance of a stranger near the place they had made their temporary home—near Eleni. The movement made him cough again, but he remained standing and tried to hide just how awful he felt from the other wolf, afraid it would make him seem weaker than he probably already did. The stranger didn't seem obviously aggressive from what East could tell, but that didn't always mean anything. It wasn't exactly like the borders were marked like a claimed territory, and he hadn't really felt up to patrolling as much as he liked, but the smell of a group had to be obvious to the other man. When his coughing subsided, he studied than man a little suspiciously. What's it to you? he asked. He would normally be quite a bit more friendly to strangers, but he felt like shit and he didn't like someone he didn't know being so close to the wolves he cared about without knowing his intentions.