Tage growled under his breath, a low warning rather than an angry sound. He pushed his chair back, eyes narrowed and his body rigid as the other man stepped away from him. "Do you plan to make an enemy of me and my pack?" he questioned. He didn't raise his voice, only spoke loud enough to be heard. "You mean no ill will? But still you infringe upon our hard earned territory. If you walk away now, I will find it harder to be considerate next time."

The facts stated, he let out a small sigh. Leaving the table, he followed after the other man down the street. "Will nothing entice you to join the pack?" Tage thought he offered a good deal. He meant it when he said wolf needed pack. It was an undercurrent of their nature. A lone wolf might feel strong, but they always hurt. Wolves needed family and they needed structure. A true pack. And truly, Tage wanted this man to join his pack no matter what other wolves might say. He'd been watching him for a while now and this man made him curious.