Blackfeather Woods Break your own rules

Last post for me! One more from you will bring us to 10; thanks for the thread!

Lotan frowned as the female essentially threatened him, though on second thought, he couldn't necessarily fault her. Any territorial wolf would be concerned about an unidentified loner lingering too close to their borders. He hadn't meant to impose on any pack's outskirts, but in such a highly populated area, it was bound to happen. For Lotan, it occurred sooner rather than later.

He flicked his ears back, unsure of how to respond verbally to her words, and then turned on his heel. Swiftly, he picked up a trot, then accelerated to the faster three-beat gait, his paws churning the wet snow as he loped away from the wooded area. He only looked over his shoulder once, to see how far the female would follow him, before setting his sights on the mountain range in the distance.