I've always liked to play with fire[Astaroth and lirim]

With Frost out on patrol, Rory had taken it upon himself to change up his evening schedule a bit. With most animals returning to their dens for the evening Rory figured it would be the most opportune time to go hunting. With Jewell expecting she'd gotten to the point where she waddled and he didn't like the idea of overexerting herself just to hunt so he figured he'd do his best to try and find her something so she could relax.

Well that'd been the plan anyways until a couple scents filtered his way on the breeze. He rose his head to get a better angle on the scent and it didn't take him long to recognize them as that of another pack. For a brief moment he thought it might be Sparrow with news of their joint session that they'd planned back in the winter, but then he realized that this pack scent was foreign. Was there a new pack he didn't know about?

He gave up on the idea of a hunt and instead hightailed it to the borders where he found Frost and two other wolves. He came to stand beside Frost and inspected the two females. The one was just slightly shorter than himself and was a pretty mixture of black and gold, but it was the other who had his full attention. He'd never seen a female quite that huge, but he supposed there was a first for everything. He glanced between the two before he offered a slight welcoming smile.

"Greetings, I'm Rory and this is Frost. How can we help you?" Normally when other pack wolves came to borders it was for pack relations, right? Either way Rory figured it would be good to make a decent first impression.

"Speech"