Cedar Sweep I Want Your Bite

She smelled of a pack, that was for certain. He could smell the group upon her skin, it was strong, unlike any other pack that he had encountered before. Packs seemed to come and go rather quickly here in the wilds, few seemed to stand the test of time and those who did were impressive. I think I will pass on your kind offer then. As cheeky as she was, he was not about to take a risk. Returning to his preening, the young man brushed her off as he turned most of his attention back to the spot staining his paws. Keeping his ears well trained on her to keep tabs on the large woman should she move in...