Blacktail Deer Plateau to you, i give my all

Quietly Rosencrantz kept to himself at the borders. Things were happening around him but there was no need to get himself involved - nor did he want to right now as breeding season seemed to bring out the worst in certain individuals. No, instead he watched the borders, every now and then his mind wandered to Tundra and what she may be up to, did she find herself a lover in that pack of hers for the season?

The thought left him feeling empty, the only distraction was that of the calls from one. Who and why would they be calling him so suddenly? With a heavy sigh, he followed the sound, and soon enough faced the woman with an expression void of much else than mild annoyance. What. His gaze was heavy as he eyed the female.