Bearclaw Valley When your footsteps conquer the street

As it turned out, the other wolf wouldn't need to call at all. Skoll had been on a daily patrol, one he always did. The first thing that Skoll noticed was the scared deposition the wolf had. If the wolf had come to the border on their own why were they scared? Was he one that Ursus had a distaste for? Didn't seem that way - Skoll had not heard of them picking a fight with a wolf so pathetic looking as that one did. If he wanted to look confident he was greatly failing at it. 

"You are at the borders of Ursus." Skoll rumbled out. 

This guy better not have been thinking about crossing over the borders - but it didn't seem to be that way. 

"Why are you here?"