He was running the borders once more, checking to ensure everything was in place and that no trespassers came by. He was also checking for scent trails, planning to go hunting later to bring some food in for the pack. The main hunter was down and out and the male felt the need to pick up the slack, especially with Jewell due any day now. It was nearing dark and the valley was growing quiet as the animals began to bed down for the night. It made things a bit eerie but the older male continued on.
Long legs and large paws were careful to not make a noise as he moved, approaching the spot where the two outsiders were lingering close by. Nose to the ground and ears tall and alert he took in things around him They were far enough back that their presence wasn't directly known, until his ears caught the words from the one. They were quieter and silkier words, but his trained ears were able to catch it and his body stopped dead, head turning so his gaze could fixate on the direction they were. He kept his stance his and dominant, but his facial expressions were relaxed. As far as he knew these strangers were not danger, yet.
"Welcome to the borders of Lirim," he called out summoning the two closer since it was getting dark. He was standing directly on the borders and waited until they got closer.
