Otter Creek get ready to roll

The wolves of the Spire grew one stronger. Though he was thin, hungry, time with them would fix such. "With us," She confirmed, with a hint of correction. Their unity was a strong one and the polar bear felt he would fit with them nicely, though she would still call their leaders to the borders once they came closer. "Loyalty is paramount." She had a feeling he would know but nevertheless, she would lay down the rule so that there was no question; they were not a pack to join for just the Winter.

This time, it was she that closed the distance between them, rubbing her fur up against his to exchange scents, putting the invisible mark of the Spire upon him. It was a careful movement, one that she broke once complete, not one that enjoyed contact with many. In this instance, it was simply a necessary thing and nothing more. Turning, the Beta nudged his shoulder once and moved forward with him, leading him towards home.

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