Hideaway Strath Heading Home

As they trot into the area, this odd colored she wolf in tow, he knows the team will want to meet her. For a moment, he thinks about the rest of his packs numbers. The pack is made up of mostly women if he’s not wrong and it makes him positively laugh. It’s something he doesn’t truly have a problem with as long as they can all hold their own in a fight. That’s all he cares about. 

So he instantly leads her to the river that barrels through their territory — one of his favorite places to be. “This is the Strath. We own everything bordering these walls.” He comments back to her informatively. “You will meet the rest of the pack in due time. Meanwhile, can you hunt? Fish?”