Neverwinter Forest run as fast as you can

The borders were where Viinturuth most often lurked, and it was there where he'd spent most of the afternoon. His pale eyes scanned the snow for signs of any other creatures - prey or trespasser - that may have passed through recently, and he paused from time to time to raise a hind limb and leave his scent at the base of a nearby tree. For hours he saw no marks in the ivory blanket that lay across the outskirts of Neverwinter Forest, but when he did his tail rose at once.

He paused in his tracks, and followed the trail of an unknown wolf's prints with his gaze. Lowering his massive crown, the raven Frostfur twitched his nose and sniffed the ground then deeply breathed in the crisp air as he rose his head once more. Those paw prints did not belong to a wolf of Neverwinter, but not a loner either. Abandoning his patrol, Viinturuth swiftly head off in the direction the stranger had gone with his hackles bristling at the frustration he suddenly felt.

When he arrived on the scene, the strange had already been found. Viinturuth moved in to support the tawny male- who he acknowledged briefly with a sideways glance - before easing to a halt nearby to pull his rugged lips back and reveal his impressive fangs. He did not like how this wolfess stood so boldly in their presence, now the attitude with which she spoke on Neverwinter territory, and a deep growl rumbled within his breast. "You might be an Alpha elsewhere but here you are not," the dark brute announced, silently daring the stranger to meet his eyes as he fixed her with a firm glare. "So I suggest you lower yourself, before we make you."