Shadewood i'll put you on the map

Going to reply to this as if she is walking around the edge of the territory...just didn't want your thread to die!

Darkmoon had somehow found himself back in this territory, his travels purposeless and wandering. It had been many moons since he had last been here, and the snow was slowly giving way to a damp, dank litter along the forest floor with the coming spring. A thick fog hung in the air, adding to the mustiness of the forest. It was beginning to wake up from its winter slumber.

Darkmoon's senses were all dampened by the haze, its presence muffling sounds, smells and obscuring vision more than a few metres away. It was a wonder, then, that he ever managed to stumble across the other wolf without literally stumbling across them. She had given herself away when she had spoken, chiding herself in the quiet of the morning.
    Darkmoon was not sure if she had noticed him yet, but at a slight distance away he had the opportunity to sample her scent. She smelled of this area and this area smelled of her. Shit, he thought. This meant this was a pack's territory. Had it been one last time he was here? He did not think so, but he could not recall, it was so long ago. Much to his distress, however, he also not the very slight, yet noticeable, scent of pregnancy. Oh boy. This definitely made things worse. Not only had he crossed into a pack's territory, but he had come across one of their pregnant females..
    "Shit," he cursed to himself, maybe a little too loudly.