The priestess exited one of the tunnels nearby the borders of Blackfeather, dragging herself out of the bush that hung over it, hiding the entrance. Shaking out her dark pelt, she busied herself with patrolling the borders. Meldresi marked the barriers with her own cloying scent, telling the wolves who came close that it was her territory and hers alone.
Meldresi's indigo eyes fixed on a dark figure lingering a few pawsteps from her border, gazing intently into the darkness of her woods. She watching him for a few moments, waiting to see if he would walk away, but when it became apparent that he wouldn't, the alpha strode towards the male, tail held high. "May I ask what you are doing lingering so close to my borders?" Her voice was calm and casual but laced with a hint of a threat, and an emphasis on "'my' borders."
