the ocean breeze in your hair

Hannibal was making his rounds per usual. He had already checked up on both his eldest and youngest offspring as well as patrolling, checking up on food stores, scenting, and catching up with passing pack members. After he was done with all that he was ready to head towards the palace to check up on his nieces and nephews, as well as his darling Empress. But, before he could do anything a specific scent found it's way into his two toned nose.

The scent belonged to one of Belle's spawn and there wasn't any other scent mingled with it. Meaning the pup was likely on it's own. Hannibal wasn't use to seeing the little ones venture out so far so he decided to check up on her as any good Uncle would. The male found himself behind the piebald pup and a tiny smile slipped across his lips. He followed behind her quietly, as if stalking prey, but he wanted to give her a good spook. Thus, as she stooped for a moment to take a sniff of something he spoke with a loud, assertive, and booming voice. "Who goes there?"