Wrong turn

An intruder? The alpha bristled as she stepped closer to the male that wasn't a part of their pack lands. If he had ill intent, she would send him running back the way he came. The intruder's snarl put her on edge, and she was prepared to tackle them to the ground and demand they explain themselves. Yet as she closed in on the male, she realized that he had a familiar scent about him. Not only had she seen him before, he was a part of a sister pack. He smelled faintly of ice and snow, of family, of Glaciem. And then she realized just where she had seen him before - the battlefield. This was one of the males that she had ended up fighting, their fight wasn't very long, but she remembered his forest green eyes and dark pelt immediately. "Awaken, what are you doing here?" She barked, sounding harsh because he had wandered in without howling first, but not angry enough to attack him.


He was something of an acquaintance to her.


And he looked to be quite frazzled at first glance. He had just pulled himself up from the empty creek bed, and seemed to be looking for something. "Is something wrong?" She asked, her own eyes flicking out to glance over the area. There didn't seem to be anything off at first glance, but if he was snarling only moments before it had to be at something.