Hideaway Strath Leaving everything behind

Kyn hears a howl meet his ears. They swivel atop his crown as he patrols along the northeast border of their territory. The call isn’t far from him and it beckons him closer. He won’t deny this stranger who calls for them. So, answering their call, he moves into a brisk trot towards their location.

Upon arrival, he slows, head held high, ears pricked forward, golden eyes lock onto the form of an agouti wolf. Her scent gives away that she is a female, but Kyn could already tell by the feminine, yet stocky build. Instantly, a smile graces his features and he stops a comfortable distance away.

“Kynareth Deagon, alpha of the Saints.” He introduces himself easily, before continuing. “Need something, sweetheart?” The brindled brute hums in question with a tilt of his massive head.