Sawtooth Spire From the dusty mesa, her looming shadow grows

Iluq threw herself into motion when her Beta did, now resuming the chase as that was the decision made. And so the trio sprinted after the pale Blackfeather wolf, a group Iluq had been informed of but not at all in detail. Only that they were one of the packs neighboring the Spire. Perhaps the Blackfeather wolves were too close to the Spire if they thought trekking on the mountain to be a passable thing... As her leader howled to inform explicitly otherwise, Iluq joined her. 

Any that came to the Spire would die, now. Potema was truly not beyond their reach... but one always needed a messenger to inform others of their aggressive and possessive pack. In time, the rest of the pack would sing with them. Surely if the pale outsider did not leave now, she would be truly made an example of.