The Heartwood Take away everything I am

A presence had been detected into the forest faster than he could take another step — and while it thankfully didn't belong to some hungry grizzly or a stray cougar, the fact that it belonged to another wolf didn't make it any better. On top of that, this was not a scent he'd recognized from his encounters in the Great Bear Wilderness previously — Āzon will need to take caution.

The brute's duo-colored gaze quickly scanned his surroundings to see who it was. Proximity was close judging from those audible footsteps and before he'd knew it, Āzoniol's visionaries landed on a pelt of white drifting through blackened tree trunks. Seemed like they were trying to stay hidden; emphasis on trying, because they weren't doing a very good job. 

"Yer not a very good sneak, ya know?" He called out to made it known they've been spotted. Rather ballsy of the prince to confront a stranger like this when already being wary of them, but he'd met plenty of strangers in this past month. Confrontation was something he'd gotten used to by now.