I Hear a Symphony

The grey wolf watched as the she-wolf initiated a self-induced dumping of snow on herself. The aging wolf let a smirk plaster across his muzzle and gave an innocently soft howl in he females direction. Then she came towards him, Bane rapidly rising to his paws and bristled his fur. For a moment. She stopped her advance towards him after only a few steps.

"My dear, that is the best way to show your presence to a female."
Bane looked past her and noticed Alarice shaking her head at him. The aging male began too relax.
"You a Seracian female? Ya smell faintly of them."