Heads up! Bandits!

Oh. Well now. He was not expecting this much excitement from a wolf over a title. "Recent development," he murmured taking a step back as he shrugged lightly. It simply was. If any wolf had asked him a month ago what he where he wanted to be in his future, he wouldn't have guessed at this. But it was and would be. If it hadn't been for his desire to share information with this wolf, he might not have mentioned it at all. Kero usually didn't.

He regained his ground and shifted, his posture falling attentive as FitzDutiful recalled an encounter with a wolf who had trouble with the common tongue and also had issues with respecting another pack's borders. "Sounds about right," he confirmed. There was no way to say for sure, but the trend fit. "New pack in the plains area. We've had two of their females invade our home. One of them multiple times and was rather persistent about it. Not only do they have trouble with the local tongue, but their noses don't seem to recognize borders either."

That wasn't the half of it, but in summary, it would do. FitzD had mentioned his mountain of his was to be a family and that he had little ones to look after. The Spine would soon be in much the same position except they had the bodies to defend every inch, nook, and cranny of their home. They also had the talent to do away with the plains wolves trickery.

"One of them left a poisoned rabbit near our lands. They seem adept in the art of toxins and other undesirable things." And why would he mention this detail? The alpha'd mentioned he had pups. They were often unversed in the things of this world that could endanger them. They'd see a body of a rabbit and think it a free meal without wondering where it came from. "They give very few reasons to trust them."