Wandering Hearts

Dominic was slammed into and the prey bolted. He narrowed his eyes in frustration as the normally benevolent wolf hissed. "What are you talking about?" He had honestly missed the border and his nose wasn't quite working right. "I didn't smell a border, this is neutral land." He said in obvious confusion as he watched the wolf. His side hurt and he watched the family of deer bolt. He looked from them to the wolf. "Sorry, I was caught up in my mind and must not have scented it. I'm sorry for trespassing and acting rude. I caught a scent of deer and I live for the hunt. It's fascinating. I'm Dominic." He said with his head bowed in apology when he finally caught the pack scent off of the wolf. "I honestly had no idea that is was pack territory." He explained as he looked to the wolf.