Moonspear Heat

He arrives quietly, slipping in among the other wolves with a dip of his head to the leaders. He'd expected something like this after Hydra's warning at the borders when he'd joined, but what he hadn't expected was the reaction among the others. There is a quiet acceptance settling within the crowd, one he finds no difficult echoing with his own nod, yet there is no excitement for the season. No anticipation of new children. If anything, the whole scene is slightly uncomfortable; especially given the way Hydra's mate is eyeing him. He lowers his head, deciding he won't get anywhere near any of the women except their leader until spring is over. It shouldn't be that hard anyway; his own interests lay elsewhere.