Bearclaw Valley You beetlebum just get numb

Skoll, in fact, did not run shit here. However, when there was a call at the borders belonging to no one within the pack, the tall boney man surged forward at a speedwalk to go find it. The being that was the cause of distress to the borders. Another raven, not striking in form. Ears forward, tail down, Skoll approached with an even step. Heterochromatic eyes watching intently. 

Though he did not speak, or make a sound. Should another wolf from the pack appear to speak, but this stranger Skoll did not trust.