Whitefish River What Do We Have Here?

Following the scent, he was soon walking along the border of the pack. Perhaps someone was skirting around the border looking for an opening or an audience with someone. But it seems strange that they wouldn't have called for someone. In either case, it was fortunate that they were near the border, easier to steer them away if they were in the wrong place.

At the border, he sifted through the differing scents. Ira's, his own and others that patroled the boarder were prevalent, making this new scent stick out. Soon after, a strikingly dark female came into view, slowly smelling about the border. 

He didn't want to be rude as the reason for her presence could have multiple explanations. "Excuse me Miss." he said to make his presence known. "Is there something I can help you with?" he asked in a knightly tone.