Neverwinter Forest Intrepid

The call had brought her here, drawn from her patrol to this point in the forest. It was not so close that other wolves would bear the threat of her teeth but this did not make her any less irritable. The pale Beta was a rather grumpy creature and her growls told as much, breaking through the underbrush to join the trio of wolves. Both Tonravik and Kerosene were there, as to be expected, and the prospect of such a filling meal made her belly rumble. 

But first, her eyes settled on the loner, her gaze fierce. "The Spine has no damn use for those that are disloyal." Her tone was rough and her words blunt, but they were true. Tartok wolves were fiercely loyal wolves and weeded out those who were not. He had simply made their job that much easier for them by telling them up front. 

Sidling closer to the kill, Kroc waited for her Alpha to finish eating, knowing that hormones would make her much more volatile and possessive, especially when it came to food. Plus rank and all that. Whatever it was, she waited and while she did so, she watched, eyes and ears both focused on SFB and the loner.