He was in the process of completing a border patrol. Torin had been taking on a lot more since Frost's pups had been born, but Frost made sure he was still doing as many patrols as he could so Torin could focus on more of the other things needing done within the pack. He was close to the area that the fellow Alpha had approached. When her howl for Torin rang out he paused. Normally he wouldn't mind allowing Torin to simply take the call, but Frost was already almost there. So he altered his course slightly and headed straight towards the source of the call. He had no idea who was calling for Torin, but he was rather curious to find out.
Upon approach he saw a beautiful silver coated female with a long silver mane. He hadn't ever seen a wolf with a mane before. His nose immediately picked up the smell of the jasmine oil which drowned out the other smells on her pelt. So the who or where she was from was not clear and he had to investigate more. If anything he could at least give her some company while she waited for Torin. He approached closer, his laid back composure never failing. His tail gently wagged in greeting.
"Greetings!" he said before stopping. "Frostbite Wreckage, Kaliq."
He introduced himself hoping she would do the same. He was curious who she was and where she was from. She knew Torin, but how he was unsure at this point.
