Bearclaw Valley Friends, or Foes?

Skoll was... Well. Taking an evening walk at the borders as he always did. As it turned out he met a lot of wolves at the borders faster than any others did, but the other wolves also did the same. Perhaps it was due to him only patroling on early mornings and late evenings. But when a howl came to his ears, they pulled forward and his legs took stride in that direction. He knew about the alliance between Ursus and the Saints - though Skoll himself hadn't been at the meeting so he didn't know the smell of that pack when Nyra was spotted at the borders, so he was instantly on the defensive. 

"What are you doing here?" He questioned, rather than letting the silence hang as he normally would. Even if he wasn't a leader, he still could face those that came to the borders and see what they were there for.