Hoshor Plains no good horses

She had detected wolf scent when last she passed through the plains, but nothing to suggest a claim. Vaermina figured this one, Arktosos, mustve made attempts to mark territory in the short time between then and now. The young spider was intrigued; while the food source could be plentiful to a strong pack willing to hunt such big game, there was very little shelter from the elements.

The raveness regarded the territory again, lifting her slim muzzle to survey. It was much too open, but she could see opportunity here to find camaraderie and regular feasting. The newness if it made it all the more tempting, for integrating with established groups could make things difficult.

She regarded the aspiring leader once more, an endearing smile tugging the edges of her mouth. I wonder if you might have room for one more? Vaermina twitched an ear. If not, I shall move on and respect your claim.