Lost Creek Hollow Southstairs

Kel almost fled the approach of another. But this wolf was very much not the source of the scent which had driven him into hiding, so after flinching and staring briefly, he relaxed. Hello, He greeted warmly, willing himself to smile in spite of his nervousness. He'd been meaning to get acquainted with his packmates. It wasn't the perfect time, but was there ever a perfect time?
I'm Kel, He continued. Joined not too long ago. Sorry I flinched. Nervous, with that scent around. Who wouldn't be? Women were already quite intimidating, at least to any man smart enough to know that he would never be quite that smart. And his mothers had taught him better than to cross a woman in heat.