Ocean's Breath Plateau red inside

Rodyn worked the borders. He moved through the pack. ALl that he could do to keep moontide afloat he did. He hunted until his paws were tired and his jaws hurt. But he made sure there was food and pelts and things for his pack. They would thrive he would do his best. However, his hunts were interrupted by the sound of another calling out. So with wariness he headed not towards the front of their pack lands but the back.

That alone made him uncomfortable in a large way. He shifted and met the youthful gaze of a brown streaked young male. But he was not trespassing. Though he was too close for Rodyn's comfort.

A dip of his head. You approach Moontide. I'm Rodyn Alpha. What brings you to our borders?