Verdigris Ravine empty nester

Another wolf on the wind so soon! And it was not the scent of Meerkat or Towhee. Another stranger. S'ari hoped it was not another stubborn one like the sandy-colored one she and the others had chased off. She followed her nose until it led her to the wolf and stayed at a distance, calling in the space between them, This is Coyote land! Wolves are not welcome here! She had tried being nice with Solaire, and it had not gone well. She would not be so kind to strange wolves from now on. She would not let the Tribe be stepped on. There are others! Do not make S'ari call them!