"A fine hunter that one will make!" Ulfang said with excitement. It seemed that they were settling in nicely and for that he had something to smile about. The warning howl was then made, Ruka was calling. He nodded in agreement when Wildflower started to lead the way. She sometimes looked back at him, as if she was making sure he was still there. He wondered what it could mean, but it would have to wait as they made it the rock. He awaited Ruka's words.

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Gron was still busy eating the elk when a new sound caught his attention, something running. He crouched down behind the carcass, not knowing what to expect. A wolf then came into view, a muddy brown colored fellow who looked quite young. He was flanked by another wolf of the same color, slightly larger. A conversation then started, "You're sure this is where the howl came from?" The smaller one asked. "I'm sure, don't you smell it, there's been a wolf here, no doubt and look at that carcass.." said the larger one with unease in his voice. "We should tell the alpha of this, it might be that other pack, this could mean war.." 

Before anymore could be said, Gron made his presence known by lunging at the larger wolf, and in two quick leaps he had him in the jugular, ripping flesh and fur. The wolf died there before being able to think. The smaller wolf lunged at him, growling furiously, but he was no match for large Gron, who quickly pinned him and let him meet a similar fate. Fresh blood dripped from his mouth, so he was close to two packs. how interesting.