Sawtooth Spire Pita Republic

When a voice summoned him from deeper within the territory, Wicked hesitated only for a second. Disregarding his misgivings, he abandoned his current patrol and began to climb the mountain for the first time. He kept his entire body low to the ground, his eyes and ears open for any signs of other wolves. But he made it to Nanuk's position without crossing paths with anyone else.

He approached her, still moving low to the ground. Submission did not bother him. In fact, it came naturally and he offered it up willingly. Despite her gruff behavior at their initial meeting, Nanuk was an enormous improvement over his uncles. And though she had rubbed him the wrong way ever so slightly, he wouldn't dream of harming her, even though he had spent roughly a year fantasizing about killing his former Alpha and Beta—and had, moreover, carried out his plans. And then some.

What's up? his expression seemed to say but Wicked's tongue remained motionless in his mouth, waiting for the Beta female to speak first.