Bearclaw Valley "I have plans for you."

Ameline remained as close to @Ancelin as would his shadow- perpetually bound to him and incessant with her demands. They tended to their borders still, even in her time of need- though their passionate cries proved to be less effective than a howl As a means to mark their claim. 

Her glossy gaze sharpened when she caught the scent of another wolf wafting in on the wind- and she realized that the stranger had trespassed over their markings and into the valley, beyond her current position.

Kindness. Humility. Forgiveness. All things she was trying to convince herself that she could have in her new reign and yet it was impossible for her to quiet the anger that rose like an angry fever within her. Perhaps it was hormonal, perhaps it was because she was overtired- but she snarled and issued a rallying and began to lope down the narrow path in pursuit of the one who dared trespass at a time when she felt so emotionally fractious.