Swiftcurrent Creek the fire in my gaze

The day was young -- the sun only just beginning to rise in the distance. Sleep evaded him -- instead, his thoughts were upon a certain pale female who had haunted his sleep with alluring dreams. He couldn't quite place why she drew him in so, but there it was. She haunted him, and Scimitar, who had very little experience of wooing women, wasn't sure of what he should really do about it.

She was young. She was beautiful. And unfortunately, she was an Alpha, and by the nature of the wolf, she would be breeding come the time. Already his thoughts had trailed to his competition when the time came -- Shadow being his primary suspect.

It seemed the moment the greyscale male entered his thoughts that he appeared. The beast was pacing -- it would seem sleep and rest eluded him as well. His brows furrowed as he watched him for a moment -- he was rising in the ranks quickly, and despite the red flags that rose in his mind at the simple thought of the silver male sweeping his ivory lady off her paws, he could not find it in himself to dislike the guy.

Announcing his presence with a low bark, the agouti male strode forward, his eyes studying the Gamma with weariness. "You're up early."