Phantom Hollow To Drown the Dove •joining•

He stalked along the borders on his usual patrol, restless as ever and vigilant in his mission to keep unwanted traffic out of the hollow. By this point, there was no doubting that the pack had claimed these woods as their own, even if it was temporary, so the beast wouldn't tolerate any intrusion across the borders. So, it was much to his frustration that the scent of a stranger filled his nostrils as he inspected a rock to check the markers there. He lifted his head and scanned the horizon before darting in the direction of the scent. 

He came upon the woman not too far from where he had first scented her, and he stalked towards her, stopping when they were face to face. His cold gaze studied her for a few quiet moments before he finally spoke. You better have a good reason for standing at our borders, the beast growled. It better be a damn good reason, too; Midar wasn't in the mood for bullshit.