Greatwater Lake Fledgling with a Broken Wing

Sunspots walked near that area, trying to detect the presence of some prey. However, when he caught the scent of a stranger, he didn't hesitate to follow the trail. What he saw was a female, and the first thing he did was try to approach her in a way that was more curious than defiant. He kept advancing until he was several meters away. That wolf was smaller than him, and her injuries made her look helpless.

Despite that, there was something about her that made him wary. He didn't like the way she moved. Her eyes seemed to reflect both madness and kindness. Then Sunspots heard a very familiar growl: Khaba. Sunspots started and turned away from the stranger, lowering his head.

He hoped Khaba hadn't seen him approach the intruder instead of snarling at her, and to cover his mistake, he turned to the stranger and, advancing towards her, bared his fangs as he snarled. As if he had done it before, he suddenly stopped and narrowed his eyes, looking at the female. His whole body tensed waiting for Khaba's reaction, or if he gave him an order.