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Arion was his own man, he was no other wolf's servant. Sure, he might currently be under the Alphaship of Saena and he might be serving her, but in his mind, he was serving the pack and it was only because he wanted to. If he did not want to do something, nothing would be able to force him to do it, not the great gods of Olympus or the demons from hell. Or maybe not, if Zeus wanted him to do something and was threatening him with a lightning bolt, then he would probably do what the god wanted him to do, in fact, if any of the gods threatened him, he would do whatever the hell they wanted. Simply because the results of refusing were terrible.

The chocolate greek paused in his steps, lifted a hind leg and sprayed his scent on the borders, effectively marking them as claimed land. Honey gaze scanned the terrain around him and alighted on a familiar form of Lacinia, or as she wanted him to call her, Aklaq. She lay there, as if she didn't have a care in the world. Her charcoal fur groomed to perfection, silky and smooth, she had spent time caring for her fur but did not seem to be doing anything for the pack.

Arion continued moving after he spotted her, though at a slower pace, his fiery gaze still focused firmly on her. "Aklaq," he said in his smooth baritone. "What are you doing?" She was doing absolutely nothing whatsoever, even he could answer that for her, but it was a polite gesture wasn't it?