The silver outrider had been peacefully slumbering with his crimson healer when the howl rang through the air. He opened a silver eye and blinked in irritation wondering what on earth was so important for the probatio to call him out of his place beside the woman he was currently courting. Muttering irritably under his breath, he kissed Paar gently on the forehead before making his way towards the source of the howl.

He saw the golden probatio male first and shot him a look that said 'get your ass over here right now' before walking forward where his keen silver gaze saw Adair and a female she-wolf with snow white fur with dark eyes. A trespasser. He had marked the borders everyday since they had claimed these lands and he was sure that even the wolves of Swiftcurrent Creek could smell them so why in the name of Jupiter had she ventured pass?

The pack had just been established, did he really have to make wolf sacrifices and string them across the borders so the blood of their own kind would mark their borders and keep the trespassers away? Did he really have to go that far when the pack had just been formed? His ways might be too extreme for other wolves but he had been brought up this way and if they kept coming, then he would have no other choice but to use it.

He strode forward, his tail raised high in the air as a sign of dominance, his head and ears raised as he moved. A cold smirk now dominated his features as he stepped right in front of the female, ignoring Adair. The glint in his eye that either meant he was a madman or a genius glowed brightly as he stared straight into the female's eyes, his icy platinum gaze sharper than ever.

He was not one bit intimidated by piercing black eyes, he was rarely afraid of anything in that matter. He did not care what her pitiful excuses about the borders were, he knew that she could smell them and anything that was 'by accident' was downright stupid. "Get out of my territory now if you wish to keep your life." he spoke in his trademark soft but dangerous voice. And he kept his word, no matter what.

The silver Praetor listened boredly, her words meant nothing to him, "Flattering will do you no good, and you are not an able-bodied wolf." he said matter of factly, silver eyes boring into her dark ones. When she spoke in his native tongue, he was surprised although nothing showed on his face. She smirked at him, such disrespect was not tolerated and if she was a Roman, she should know better. Sterling eyes scanned her thoroughly and slowly before speaking “Noveritis melius, iuret." he canted his head slightly. “Te lingua deos mulier. Si tu Romanus es?"

He turned to Adair and flashed him a look, icy eyes on fire, they would need to talk later after this situation was dealt with. He turned back to the trespasser, his gaze cool and calculating. He wasn't going to let her go so easily. More trespassers would come and he would need to make a demonstration of what would happen to those who did not respect his borders. She would make a good slave, after all she deserved punishment for trespassing on his borders.

He stepped forward, an icy smirk forming at his lips. Although his expression was calm, cool and collected, inside he was burning with anger. Nobody trespassed on his lands. And if they did, they were to be dealt with appropriately. This time the Probatio had proved himself a better wolf than Adair, he might talk with them respectfully but this was not the way of the romans and if he intended to stay at the Bypass. He would follow by his rules. Trespassers did not deserve respect, they went on claimed lands, lands they knew had been claimed. And yet they dared venture past.

Adair was a good wolf, he did not doubt that, but if he intended to stay at the Bypass. He needed to prove that he was able to abide by the rules.

A cold smirk crossed his face when the trespasser spoke latin. So she was a Roman and she was asking him how he knew latin and if he was a Roman too. Surely this female wasn't so stupid. If she was a Roman, she should have never trespassed in first place, surely her parents would've taught her that much. She was an insult to Rome and their people and even though she might call herself a 'Roman', she would never truly be one unless she obeyed the rules and laws of Rome and learned their teachings. And currently she was at the bottom, not trespassing was something that all Romans learnt and this female would regret ever trespassing on his lands.

“Honesta Romanus sum, idem tamen non potest dici de vobis. Tu ad confusionem nominis Romani, non discere circa fines? Et non te pudeat si non Romanum honore, dignitate, iustitia. Scio quia bonus es tu in finibus circa disciplinam momenti. Tune es, qui te, et ad redimendum potuerit deorum?"

He flicked his tail as Adair spoke about awaiting him in the meadow. He should be demoted to Probatio until he could actually protect the borders in the ways of the Romans. May Jupiter bring shame to you. came the thought in his head, never had he seen a full member demoted back to Probatio but it seems like that might actually happen.

Now it was only the two of them, the pathetic female trespasser and the Praetor. He nearly scoffed, this was pathetic. He took a step closer and his head and tail raised high. “Nam transgrediendi in terris meis, petatur regionibus urbis Romae. Ipse sit servus meus vos." he spoke in his dangerously soft voice before switching to English. "You will speak in English to all the wolves of Noctisardor Bypass as they do not understand latin with the exception of Tiberius and myself. Now come."

He stood, his muscles tensed, ready to pounce on her if she moved to get away. That would not be happening today. And he was sure that today both Jupiter and Mars were on his side.

“Romanus probare te bonum tibi servus." he said softly, gazing down at her with contempt visible in his cool sterling eyes. If she attempted to flee then the tiny wisp of honor she held would vanish and no matter where she ran, the shame of fleeing would follow her and Mars would surely never give her strength in battle or honor again. She better got up now to save that tiny shred of honor she held and followed him, he did not wish to drag her like a carcass but he would do it if she didn't get up now.

"Get up and walk like a real Roman or do I have to drag you like a carcass, slave?" he said coldly as he attempted to kick her flank. "You will call me 'Master' as you are now my slave." the silver Praetor tilted his head as he waited for his slave's reaction. If she ran, he was ready and this time she would be brought back with a dozen scars littered over her white coat.

He had no patience for trespassers or males that refused to chase away them. Adair needed to be taught a lesson and this female needed to be punished. He would show that nobody who trespassed on his lands would get out unharmed and unpunished. And if they kept coming, he would make sure to kill them and let their rotting bodies mark the borders of the Bypass.