Strutting around the edges of the land he claimed as his own, his great form moved slowly about the shadows of early morning. The snow had melted in the heat of spring. The sun shone its fiery head early on these days, staying predominantly seen throughout the day. The wind chill was low, only slight breezes, which brushed gently along the Alpha's sides. His massive paws pressed hard into the ground, pushing his form along happily as he moved. It was good to be wandering his borders again. Issues in the den had caused the male to be stripped from his duties, worried of the future, worried of the present issues with his young, now one year of age. He had much to train his son, Samael and he would be proud to do it, something his father once did long ago. Steele moved about the land, caught in the chambers of his mind, thinking over many things when the sound of a howl caught his ears. They twitched towards the noise, averting his eyes to seek the direction from which it came. Making his way towards the call, his tail curled over his spine assertively. Pushing out his chest, he looked as large as ever. When he presented himself to the female, he looked to her form. Her coat was of blended colors, much like many of the wolves within his pack it seemed. The only white wolf had been Nyx and not even she were completely white. "Fae, speak your name and purpose for calling me to my borders?" His silver gaze stared her straight into her eyes. He waited patiently, standing tall and proud as an Alpha should.