A Day In The Forest

Head rose at the curious sound of...well...definitely not a wolf. It sounded feline, though he hadn't heard a sound like that in particular coming from one before. Furthermore, it sounded like...it was calling for him? He was both curious and confused, but the Alabaster king wasted no time in going to check it out. Paws carried him steadily towards the border, and as he neared, he spotted something peculiar. A lynx stood at his border, and for a moment he stood beside a pine tree with raised hackles, the pale giant blending with the surroundings as he watched her. He was on the defensive, though the longer he watched, he slowly realized she didn't seem to be there to cause trouble. Having had quite the few run ins with feline predators, he couldn't be too careful now, could he? Especially with young pups running about.

He waited a bit longer before making himself known, the giant finally striding out of the forest towards the cat. By now, his hackles had smoothed back down and his apprehension had dissipated. If she really had ill intentions, he was sure she would have snuck right on in given the chance. But the fact she made herself known and even calling for his attention made it clear she was unlike most other cats of her species. "You stand on the borders of Winterfell, stranger. I must say, it's unusual...to hear someone of your species calling for the alpha of a wolf pack." He admitted. He didn't have too many run ins with other species that didn't involve a fight of some sort.