Sawtooth Spire Pita Republic

The name was settled upon and the new wolf, now Kanik, quickly settled into his new name. A grin spread onto Iqniq's lips. Oh yes. This one would fit in quite nicely. Once they warmed him up a bit and he figured out his boundaries, he was certain this wolf would be an excellent asset to the the pack. Maybe when the pups were grown, they'd bury Frosty in snow and make him a real snowman.

Ears swiveled as Kanik asked a question about exploring. "Depends on the wolf, but if you've got the itch to explore, go for it." As an outrider, Iqniq liked to keep tabs on neighboring packs and other happenings in the wild. Exploring and piecing parts the rumor mill together as he learned things from other travelers helped with that. "The first rule of Sawtooth Spire is: You do not talk about Sawtooth Spire. The second rule of Sawtooth Spire is: You do not talk about Sawtooth Spire." Easy enough. "We keep to ourselves. If you choose to wander, conceal your scent. There are no secrets here any outside wolf needs to know about."

It seemed simple. He'd had no trouble with it when he'd wandered outside, but with the pups so young, his current responsibilities were far more closer to home than the wanderlust within that reared its head every so often. Which reminded him. "Nanuk already told you that we require all wolves to be trained as warrior and wardens?" He glanced towards the polar bear confirm whether or not she'd informed him. "If you spar with your pack mates, keep your bites soft. If you inflict injuries on your peers, you'll receive a matching mark." The wolves of the Spire were to remain strong. They did not to be crippling their own.

He pondered for a moment. Was their anything else this wolf needed to know? "Anything you want to add?" he asked, glancing towards Nanuk.