Swiftcurrent Creek overall, it smells like the colour brown

Perhaps it was the fact that he was one of the few only able bodied males in the pack right now and him and Shardik often took turns at the borders. Today it was his turn. Perhaps he was on edge with the she wolves and the puppies and he wasn't thinking straight. But he smelled a different scent. One that he didn't know and he raced towards it with a growl. Stopping at the invisible line that made up their claim and the wilds.

His growl quieted for the male was far enough away. But there was something hard in the chest of the warrior and he wasn't sure what to make of these new found protective feelings. So he barked and then waited, watching with sky blue eyes. Waiting.