Porcupine Ridge keep it in your pants, son

He didn't understand the happenings. Not really. He took offense to Saghani's posture, which asserted her above the wolves of the pack, but he didn't understand her connection with Taggarik, nor why the Alpha pair was not harassing her for her boldness. The words and, yes, the nature of the meeting itself, were lost to him.

Not lost to him was Terich-mir's bark from the distance. He flicked an ear, turned his head to eye the current Beta male through a lidded eye, and snorted lightly. The dark-haired man didn't seem interested in drawing nearer and asserting his position by standing abreast of his fellow leaders, leaving Farstep to unabashedly assume the role here. His attention went back to Saghani with little more than that, to find the audacious black female rising in a challenge.

His lips peeled back over his teeth and he snarled dangerously. Capriccio was not alone in her desire to remain the Alpha female of the pack; Farstep supported her completely until such a time as another female proved themselves more worthy of it. Currently, there were none within the pack who could stand against the silver-and-black leading female, and Saghani had another thing coming entirely if she believed that she, as an outsider, was entitled to the position.

Capriccio stepped forward dangerously and Farstep shadowed her, his face twisted into an ugly warning grimace.