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Iqniq did not seem to mind if his wolves came and went as they pleased, though he laid down a very explicit set of ground rules. Wicked listened carefully, making note of everything his Alpha had to say, even though he knew it was all rather a moot point. He had never been much of a wanderer. He had rarely ever left his prior pack's domain and now that he'd found a new home, he didn't intend to stray from the spire either.

The note about sparring was significantly more relevant, as was Nanuk's comment about executing trespassers. He nodded to both superiors to signal his acknowledgement of all they'd said. There wasn't much to add, though Wicked did let them know, "I am a guardian and hunter at heart and these duties require me to stay close, so I won't be wandering away much. And I will keep in mind to only bite prey and trespassers but never pack mates," he quipped with a tiny smirk.

He lapsed into silence again, wondering if they had covered everything they wanted. He wouldn't leave until dismissed, though as he'd said, he was here to protect and serve. Wicked was already eager to get back to the borders. Actions spoke louder than words and he looked forward to proving his worth. Besides, he was still more comfortable sticking to the outskirts for now.