Blacktail Deer Plateau beneath the sun (joining)

With Hawkeye so close to the beginning of her heat, Peregrine was hard-pressed to leave her side. He tore himself away, though, with the promise of returning with some breakfast. Between their frequent lovemaking and all their other duties, the pair of them were in dire need of some hearty meat. His stomach even growled loudly as he loped through the forest, though he ignored all the stockpiles he himself had packed to the brim. The virile Alpha male wanted fresh game for himself and his lover—and the pups that would soon grow in her belly.

As he searched for trails, he came upon the scent of a she-wolf he didn't recognize. Although much less threatened by females than males, Peregrine paused his hunting efforts and tracked her instead. He ended up at the foot of a small outcropping just beyond the borders, gazing up at a cream-furred female with yellow eyes that glittered in the winter sunlight. She was a pretty thing, though Peregrine was not the least bit interested in anyone but Hawkeye, the mother of his future offspring.

"If you're trying to play king of the mountain," he called up to her, "the spot's already taken." He tilted his head suggestively, as if to say, By me. Peregrine's eyes gazed at her shrewdly, wondering if she had an actual purpose here. If she didn't have business so near the plateau's borders, he would have to ask her to leave.