j - out of style

Short post this time around. :o

The White King was loving time spent with his lover, and the time in the pack. It was nice, especially when they were so close to one another. For awhile, they had laid together, side-by-side with her head resting on his back, and he sticking as close to her as he could. It was a comfortable situation, but seemed to be ended sooner than he would have liked for it to. A howl broke through the air, loud and new. The voice caused Scarlett to rise up from her spot, and he followed suit soon after. He stretched his body out the best he could in the den and shook out any loose dirt from his pale coat. “It is pretty exciting, huh?” he said, giving her a smile. Kove was still relatively use to those who went to Blackfeather, and so there was no way he would have not gone with her. Even if she hadn't suggested it, he would have followed after to keep her safe. The man gave a nod of his head and trotted beside her, listening as she howled back to their company.

It wasn't long before he was able to catch the scent of the new wolf, and made haste through the boulder path in order to set his gaze on him. Making his way through the path had become much easier than it had originally been, which he was thankful for. Once he was able to see the other male, Kove's demeanor changed from being laid back, as he was with Scarlett, to alert, as he was when he acted on his Warden duties. He waited until the albino had introduced herself before repeating the gesture himself. “And I am Kove,” he informed the other, keeping his copper gaze on the stranger. The pale being needed to protect his lover, after all, as well as the land they had recently claimed.