Sun Mote Copse cannot help you now

tagging @Wraen & @Towhee

the copse is the first pack he comes across and thus it will be the first place he attempts to join. savaktuk gives their borders — solid and fresh, he notes — a few good sniffs; black leathery nostrils drawing in the myriad of scents. satisfied, he recoils back to a safe and amiable distance. there was one other on his immediate path east, just a bit south. faint will-o-wisps of scents that offered him nothing stable. fledgling packs that had no real numbers hold no interest for him. he seeks what is established; a hierarchy that is already strong. a simple beast, with simple desires. shelter and a place among the ranks for his skills; a fair trade. the bartering that many wolves before him and many that would come after him implored. with no further reason to linger, he tips his head back and lets loose a howl, alerting those on patrol of his presence and those who stood at the helm of his intentions at their borders.

to join.