Maura

The black she-lupe padded slowly to the edge of the therritory. As soon as she reached the edge the familiar scent of Distract came to her nares and she knew this was his land. She wanted to be accepted somewhere. why not try with some other wolf she had met before. Her red eyes softened their look and she let out a howl of calling to the he-wolf and lowered herself to the ground. Tail tucked ears back no sign of agression showing. She rolled over onto her back her small white snip on her underside was the only other color on her silky black pelt.

Distract

A flicker of darkness was the only forewarning to his coming. Predominately black, a small splash of white marked his strong shoulders, one of the many things they had in common. He approached the female, whilst grinning his sharp fangs at her show of submission. He would gladly welcome her into his territory, and pack. She was a good hunter and deserved respect. He barked once, his dark glinting eyes seeming to say, "You can get up."

Maura

Almost at once when he said she could get up she rolled back over and onto her paws. She hated to show submission like her half sister Black Frye had also hated so much.She yipped happily back, finally she had a home. Her tail moved back and forth slightly. Her black pelt shimmered again. The chilling wind blew and waded through it, her winter coat was just starting to come in even though it was already winter.

Distract

The raven hued brute nodded regally, his tail drifting lazily about heavily muscled haunches. His own winter coat, thick, luxurious and burnished to the point it was reflective, was fairly glowing with health and happiness at the prospect of sharing his territory with another wolf. Distract turned abruptly away, and began to pad off into the forest. Maura could stay as long as she needed a home, and everything that he had was now hers. He stopped, pausing, and craned his neck around to look at her with disquieting blue eyes. His voice was a sigh, almost like the wind blowing through the heavy limbs of a pine tree, "I cannot make you Alpha, not yet. But one day, perhaps." then he turned away again and slid into the shadows.