A New Beginning

Kove hadn't been busy, per say, but had wandered from the borders of the pack in order to go deeper into the territory. This time around, he didn't plan to stay in the territory for long, but was going to head to the lake again to check it out. Since the run in with the albino cat, he'd been avoiding going back there, not wanting to get involved in something he might not be able to finish himself. He never made it to the lake, though, for his attention was dragged to another place. The howl that cut through the air was quick to grab hold of his mind, steering his legs towards it so he could see who the hell it was. He'd never come across a loner who actually made their presence known like that, which made him curious as to whether or not said wolf actually belonged to a pack. The voice didn't match anyone in Blackfeather, and didn't fit anyone he'd met before, so his guard went up immediately once a decent distance from the lone wolf.

Raising his snout to the air in order to give a sharp bark to the stranger, the ghost wasn't met by any pack scents he knew of. Definitely a loner, then, though why would they just announce their presence like that? Isn't the idea to be sneaky and careful when nearing a pack's claimed land? Hell, he had no idea. His time as a loner had been somewhat long, and he'd never been all that sneaky around pack territories when he should have been, but those packs hadn't been full of killers. Or, maybe, they had been and he just hadn't taken notice. Either way, he still couldn't see what the male was playing at. "Why have you called out for another so close to a pack's land?" Kove inquired once in speaking distance from the other lupine, copper optics watching the wolf eat at a doe's corpse. It's hide did not match the pale man's coat, telling him it wasn't one of the deer that belonged to the Woods. It was just another, average deer that had managed to catch the eye of a hungry wolf.