Hearing his alpha's call, the old gray wolf lifted his voice to sing with her. "Arrrwwwooooo!"

Killian rested his head against the head of one of the Pack House's porch chairs, his ornate pipe in hand, busy thoughts on his mind.

Spots the pup from the porch and makes a throaty sound to catch his attention. x.com/thelilgray/sta…

"Sorry for the wait everyone, writer was in class."

~RT~ Looking for some action on this account, and a possible ship-mate. •Lycan •Bi/Dominant Male •Female Pref •Bio; twitlonger.com/show/n_1spntti

"I have barely a clue on how to work one of those, much less an...eye phone? They have phones for eyes now? But you listen with ears..." x.com/wolvenwoodsman…

(For those of you still waiting on my responses, here's an update from my personal.) x.com/angryrpsavage/…

Killian threw his head back and howled, alarmed and frantic. The sound carried across the #AlbertaPack and it's territory.

"We're gonna need more people outside." x.com/lycanpurity/st…

"Do you remember when the writer thrust me onto the TL and I joined Twitter? I do!" #MyTwitterAnniversary

"I was born not longer after this country wrested its independence from a tyrant. It has not been perfect, but it's home." #4thAtAlberta

"Best behavior everyone. The Alpha wants to promote ties between us, the local supernatural population, and other packs." #4thAtAlberta

"I'm manning one of the grills! Step right up ladies and gentleman! Grilled pheasant, piping hot!" #4thAtAlberta

"Writer would like to come into contact with actual tribe members of the Mohawk (Kanien'kehá:ka) Tribe. Online resources are scarce."

Your timeline has been visited by the sad owl. RT to give him a hug, like for a pat on the head. A little help goes a long way.