Golden Glade enchanté.

For many days the young male made it his focus to frequently patrol the borders; keeping the pack safe from intrusion and regularly marking their boundaries. Having been putting most of his attention into his work, Streiter hadn't much knowledge on the arrival of Eden's cousin. Large paws carrying the brute as he strolled along the treeline, bushy tail swaying behind him as he observed up ahead, amber eyes gleaming in the light of the afternoon sun as he continued in his patrol.

The mercenary paused in movement, torn ears arching atop his head as he caught the sound of an unfamiliar voice calling out for him. A confused expression befell his face as he turned to look in their direction, black nose twitching as he scented the air. Voice and scent unknown. Instantly the male turned himself and began to make his way along the tree line, paws carrying him into a light jog as he decided to quicken his pace.

Soon a pale wolf came into his eyes view, ears pivoting as he listened to the rustling of the leaves beneath his weight, a low chuff escaping his lips as he approached curiously.