The young viking had taken to patrolling the borders of his new pack often, he had taken his vow seriously and was doing everything he can to help. The ivory prince did not tolerate trespassers and he wondered why wolves even bother to trespass. Did they want to die? Their border markers were strong and no doubt any wolf would be able to scent it.

Tonight, he was patrolling again, sapphire blue eyes shining out from the darkness. Then he paused, he smelled something, someone. He felt a growl threatening to escape him but forced it down, instead gracefully approached the scent and once again, he saw a female sleeping, or at least lying down. She was too near their borders for comfort, in fact the white prince even thought her as trespassing.

He had no patience for them, he kicked her roughly with a front paw and growled “Hvað ert þú að gera hér, stelpa? Leyfisleysi?" before remembering to speak English. "What are you doing here, girl? Trespassing?" he said in English, although speaking in Norse seemed more threatening.

The ivory viking towered over her, his cerulean gaze cold and expression impassive. When she said she was a new member of Stavanger Bay, he resisted the urge to sneer. She had no scent of the Bay on her, just the smell of a loner and Ragnar surely didn't accept this pathetic female.

“lygari" he growled in his native tongue. "Liar. You do not smell of the Bay, just the scent of a wandering female. Who accepted you, huh? You do not fool me, girl. Lying will just increase your chances of a death sentence. Why do you lie?" His tone was smooth and even, despite his biting words and his expression remained impassive.

He hated liars, why would they lie anyways. Lying would only bring her pain, shame and dishonor. He wondered how Ragnar would deal with this, this lying female wanderer.

"I speak not a lie. Nor a truth. I speak half of one, and half of the other." The ivory prince's gaze did not move. "What I desire to be is a member of the Stavanger Bay. Not an enemy of it. So me being a loner..." She wished to be a member of the Bay? She had ruined all her chances now. Either Ragnar would chase her away, make her a slave, take her captive but the chances of her joining was a full member now was slim.

When she stared him straight in the eye, she crossed the line. There were limits and this was totally disrespect. She was challenging him, huh? But he held his cool and returned her gaze with one filled with ice.

“sorglegt stúlka." He smirked at her, which was what he hid his anger behind. "No threat to me? You threaten my pack when you trespass. I do not need to respect you. A mere trespasser and one without respect too. Now tuck that tail and lower that head if you wish to live."

He lifted his head and called for @Ragnar And we'll see what the Jarl will do with you.

He watched coldly as she finally submitted, foolish girl. It was already too late. “Of seint, stelpa" came to faint growl as he towered over her. "You think thats going to save you? Might save your life but nothing else. Remember, you ruined your own chances." he said and waited for Ragnar.

Hopefully the Jarl wouldn't be too annoyed at him for waking him up but he needed him to deal with the trespasser. Normally he would just chase them away but this one might make a good slave for him. It was Ragnar's decision.

"Just you wait, the Jarl might not be as merciful as me." he murmured into her ear.

The young Viking stepped back as Ragnar arrived, Give me one good reason why I should not kill you. the Jarl said. His own cerulean blue eyes were sharp and cold as he looked upon the black female, his head tilted slightly as he waited for the female's answer. He seemed to be no longer needed her but was content to stay and watch if Ragnar needed help, he'll be right beside him.

The ivory prince had told her, but she insisted for his respect, his respect when she was clearly trespassing on the Bay's lands. She wished to join too but how was that going to happen now? With the Jarl clearly angry and him, well angry too. Facing two angry Vikings was a bad idea.

He waited silently, waited eagerly for her reply. Would she be as disrespectful to Ragnar as she had to him? She would then be tying her own noose. The chances of her joining the Bay as a full member had literally crumbled into dust.

The girl did not raise her eyes to stare at the Jarl, which was a good thing, probably if he was her but it did not appease both the Alpha and himself. She had dared stare him in the eye with fiery defiance when she, she herself had trespassed on the Bay's lands. Slept on the Bay's lands and when he tried to get her to leave, what did she do? She disrespected him, on his pack's lands.

But his expression remained impassive, cerulean gaze cold as he stared down at her cowering body, he did not feel pity for her. When she literally begged for mercy, said she meant no harm, he had to resist the urge to step forward and snap her neck but it would not do him good in the eyes of the Jarl so he resisted to the best of his ability. Although a flicker of icy anger went through his eyes.

She was asking for mercy, asking two wolves who did not know the meaning of mercy for mercy. He did not wish to disrupt the Jarl but this, he couldn't resist. He spoke softly, enough for both of them to hear. “Miskunn, orð sem ég veit ekki."

"Sleeping on our lands, disrespecting me when I told you to leave, saying for me to respect you when you were clearing trespassing. What is mercy?"

He turned to Ragnar, dipping his head and shooting him an apologetic look, murmuring an apology in Norse, an apology spoken so softly that only the Jarl could hear, it was an extra precaution that it was spoken in ancient Norse. After all the girl probably did not speak it or understand it.“Ég er því miður fyrir að trufla. Fyrirgefðu mér, Ragnar."

Icy eyes stared as the woman spoke of something about reading the moon. How could a wolf read the moon?? Máni was a God, he couldn't be read. This woman had basically just insulted both of them by saying she could read one of their Gods. You cannot read Máni. He is a God chased every night by the great wolf Hati, said Ragnar as a low growl rumbled out from his through. They were Pagans, they didn't need her scriptures.

When she apologised to him, his cerulean blue eyes turned icy. She couldn't expect him to accept her apology when she so clearly disrespected him, words meant nothing to the young Viking. You have admitted to trespassing, lying, disrespecting my subordinate and then demanding respect of him as if you have any right, said the Jarl. And if you ever trespass upon them again I will take your life from you.

At this, the white prince said firmly to the black female. "Do not move, if you fear for your life." Dipping his head in respect, he turned to Ragnar and murmured softly in Norse. “Ég meina ekkert illt við þig, Ragnar, en ég bið ykkur að íhuga þennan valkost. Hún gæti orðið þræll, læra sumir auðmýkt, læra að þjóna, læra að virða og þú gætir sett hana til góðra nota. Það myndi gera gott hennar og hún gæti verið gagnlegt. Önnur en sorglegt hennar lestur." he said in a soft respectful tone.

I don't know where you came from nor do I care but if you dared to disrespect your last Jarl as you just did me it is no wonder why you are no longer there, said Ragnar.

The ivory prince listened as Ragnar spoke, he had known that he probably wouldn't stay in this pack for a while. It was not for him even if the leader of the pack was a Scandinavian and a Viking. He knew it would only be a matter of time before he had to leave and although this was unexpected, a small part of him was glad. He did not disrespect his father, his father disrespected him. Soon, he would no longer follow, he would lead but until then....

I want both of you out of my territory now and if either of you come near these borders again you will not be leaving with your lives. Now get out of my home before I change my mind and kill you both now. You are banished from these lands, both of you.

He turned an icy blue gaze onto the black female, he did not want her for company for even if he was banished. It did not erase her disrespect towards him, even as a loner, she had no right to disrespect him and he did not forgive easily. Leave and never come back. growled Ragnar

The ivory prince merely smirked at his former Alpha, dipping his head in acceptance to his banishment. “Ég myndi gjarna fara, Ragnar"he said, meeting his former leader's eyes. He was no longer bound to Stavanger Bay, in his opinion, he did not need to respect anyone who was not above him. And now, nobody was above him.

He turned, nudged the dark female roughly, cerulean gaze still cold and unforgiving to her and made his way out of Stavanger Bay territory. He only quickened his leisurely pace when Ragnar lunged after them but he trotted proudly out of the borders, not afraid or submitting and once he was out, he took a deep breath of ocean air and trotted out. He did not see if the dark female was following or not, he didn't care, nor did he look pack. He gazed out at the sea, it was time to make a home away from the waters, at least for now. But when he was older, he would make a home near the sea.