Blacktail Deer Plateau sincerely in light

The midnight wolf smiled as she took a step back and looked at her work. The den was now complete with two tunnels and a deep burrow. It wasn't hot inside, but cozy warm to the outside elements of snow, sleet, and rain (depending on the mood of the sky).

Leaving to scope where the Blacktail deer had headed, the male voice spoke to her. A male Alpha awaits you at the borders. Hawkeye growled, once again annoyed at her poor hearing. Was it getting worse? First Pied, and now this male who bothered her scouting time. She sighed and turned the opposite direction. She would check the herd's location later, and maybe even gather some food for the cache.

Arriving at the borders, she noticed Pied and a black and white male with blue eyes. The male smelled salty, something that Hawkeye had never noted on any wolf before. "I am Hawkeye, Alpha of this pack. And you are, Alpha?" The black wolf let her agitation set briefly on her tone while asking who the male alpha was. She set a large paw forward and stretched her chest out.