Miccah had been patroling the borders when he heard the call. Waking up to walk around the borders had become a daily regimen. The Gaurdian in the making was serious of his work. He had sworn to Hollow that he would protect these lands and the people within it, and Miccah was no liar. He would not fail his newfound King.

The call was not urgent, but Miccah found himself quickening his steps anyhow. He wanted to be the first to see and know if this loner was a threat or not.

His large, bulky frame weaved through the thickets much more smoothly then it had when he had first joined. Of course, he was no expert. Sometimes he had to retrace his steps because he was still learning the land he now could call home.

His unusual blue orbs roved up and down the female, assessing her. Her posture was not completely submissive, but it was clear by it that she meant them to know she was no harm. Her figure was a bit gaunt, for clearly she had lost weight.

His own posture was something different. His ever present confident aura was still there. It showed in his stance, and how he held his tail upwards so it showed his high ranking second position. Even though his stance seemed cocky, though he never was, his eyes glowed with warmth and his smile was kind.

He looked at the woman again, and decided to speak. Proper tongued as usual, he questioned her politely. "Hello Ma'am. May I inquire who you are?" He did not think this woman was a threat, but you could never judge by looks. And if she did end up being one, Miccah would make sure she didn't get far if she tried to infiltrate pack lands.

The cry echoed across his borders and Hollow heeded. He moved silently through the thicket, knowing now that there was another whom should have been near the cry, if he was correct he would find Miccah there. If he wasn't and did not see Miccah once, through the encounter he would be very disappointed. When he arrived however it was apparent that he was correct in his first assumption, there was Miccah, already there, loyally guarding the borders of Secret Woodlands. Hollow was very satisfied with his work so far, and so long as he kept it up, Hollow would also be sure to speak with Nina soon about Miccah's title within the pack. Hollow approached his tail high, stance radiating power and confidence. There was no doubt whom the Alpha was as he approached.

Hollow heard the tail end of Silvers question and spoke for his subordinate. "Secret Woodlands." Hollow spoke clearly and loudly but with no ill intent it was merely a display of power so that he would not have to title himself. For his body spoke the volumes she needed to assume he was alpha, his voice merely confirmed it. "My name is Hollow Nite." He spoke not knowing what the she wolf was asking, he did not know whether or not she was here for acceptance and so his guard was up. As it should be after all of the betrayal he had faced, he was still standing and now stronger than ever. Now that he had learned the truth of life, the truth that everything you loved died, or left you in the end.

She was in the depths of her kingdom when the call sounded at the edges of her territory, her emerald eye snapping in the direction of the call. Raising her head, she took off in the direction that the call had sounded, hoping that she did not step on any thorns. She snorted as she went along trying to clear her nostrils so that she would be able to breathe better. Hopefully others would beat her to it, as she was in the back of the territory and she highly hoped that the wolves throughout her territory were loyal enough to go to a call even though it was clear that whoever was on her borders were calling for alphas only. When she arrived, she was not disappointed as Miccah, one of their newest and Hollow, her new long standing partner. Nodding to both of them, she walked up to Hollow’s side that would protect her blind one and looked towards the loner in front of her. It was obvious that she was hungry and had probably been a loner for far too long.

Lifting herself taller, she let a soft growl slip past her lips, "State your reasons for being here." The alpha was not taking a kind approach to this new loner. Now that it was winter, Nina knew she needed to find more wolves with backbones that would stick with them, and if the wolves that showed up on her borders could not show such and would prove to her to be disrespectful and not hard working then she would have no problem turning them down. She needed wolves that would work to ensure the safety and health of the pack and its children. They were one of the things that mattered most in Nina’s mind. Narrowing her single eye in what could have been suspicion, she waited to see the reaction of the loner on her borders.