Duskfire Glacier Equivalence

Warbone didn't relent on command, but rather, several bites moments later, once his irritation had been sufficiently abated by Esaro's relenting posture. The wolf pranced backwards, lifting his muzzle and giving it a relieving shake from the tenseness that had set in his jaws while dominating the boy. Licking his chops, he peered down at the Phoenix wolf and wagged his tail slowly in the quiet moments following the brunt of his attack. "Done already?" he asked plaintively, perhaps teasing, but the lack of tone in his voice made it difficult to be sure. Dragging his tongue out again, he rolled his shoulders. "Do you know what you did wrong?" he asked then. "Or do I need to show you again?" Expressionless eyes flashed, making the dim impression of a threat seem less uncertain.