Silvertip Mountain dead end alley

I would totally prefer someone to come chase Echelon off, mostly because she's here to be a Lauren to y'all. >___>

Following her jaunt across the flatlands, the mountains of the west rose up sharply. Among these was yet another tall and imposing peak, one that perhaps some time ago would have been something she would have considered for Tartok. But this mountain would not do and more importantly as she quickly discovered, it was a claimed area. Strongly claimed at that, unquestionably so. She sneered at it from the woodlands at its base, grumbling to herself at the girth in which the mountain rose up and stole from the flatlands.

A shimmery tip protruded into the cloud cover above, obscuring its full height from the dark-haired wolf of Tartok. The treeline she stood beneath also did the same, though the absence of leaves greatly helped in her spying where earth met sky and punctured a hole through it. It was not the sight of this mountain that had brought her there, but rather the loss of a quarry behind lines she was supposed to not cross.

She wouldn't cross it, but cockily so, she hiked her skinny little leg up and peed.

Echelon hadn't meant to accidentally mail them a hare, but lo and behold, she had.

A little side dish of urine seemed fair in exchange.

bill elm & woody jackson — dead end alley

Bindi for once, was on Silvertip territory and decided she would patrol the boarders. She had spotted a dark figure up ahead and went to investigate. She found a female, peeing on her boarder's. She let out growl, she was to far away for the stranger to hear. She approached the stranger, golden eye's watching the female's every move.

"Can I help you" she said through gritted teeth. It was clear that this female was here to cause trouble and nothing else, but Bindi didn't want to get in a fight unless she needed to. She will watch and wait for the stranger's answer, and if the strange female said one wrong word, Bindi would kick her ass.

The stream was long and lengthy, as Echelon purposefully emptied her bladder's contents along the proverbial fence of their yard. And sure enough, right as the last bit of hit the ground, someone had come to investigate. Someone who had probably been downwind of her nefarious activities. A cocky, almost toothy, grin broke across her stoic expression as the darkly coated wolf spoke through gritted teeth. Was she trying to be nice? That's cute.

"Nope." Echelon answered her flatly, letting her smile wane back to the usual frame of stoicism. She didn't need any help, though a higher power may have deemed her mental on her efforts alone. As if to punctuate her point, she kicked at the earth with her hind legs, sending the dead matter left behind from winter about. Scattering her own scent to mingle with theirs.

And then, Echelon started off with an almost gleeful bounce in her steps.

But she was waiting to see if she'd be followed.