Hushed Willows in-depths

The fur along her spine lifted as the voices of her packmates reached her. Mae raised her own muzzle to join the call, abandoning her task of marking the borders in favor of crossing over them and into neutral territory. Their claim was being threatened already, even with so many gathered, and she wouldn't tolerate it.

She would spend the next several days in the territories surrounding the willows, leaving her scent heavily among them as a warning to those who passed by. They couldn't claim so much land, she knew that — but they could make sure anyone who got too close would know that this forest was well-protected.