Ouroboros Spine hellbent

The wolves gathered and Kroc's hackles steadily rose, eyes moving from wolf to wolf to watch their expressions and gauge their reactions. None were overjoyed, but none except the insolent girl spoke out against this change. Watching the precedings, her ears lay back, a low growl underlying the situation, a threat to any of the other's who thought they could pull this kind of crap. If any of them made a move for Tonravik, they would be met with the irritable bear of a female.


With the pallid female forced to the ground, Tonravik moved to make herself known. Kroc's posture and gestures were supportive of the usurption, which was obvious since she'd been with Tonravik at the take over. These brats hadn't even come to confront them when they'd invaded and the female's opinion of them was low at this point. There was nothing to say that that opinion could not be changed, but likely not during this meeting.

As the black female told them that they could leave in support of their once-Alpha, she bared her teeth to show how unwelcome they'd be if they chose that route.