[J] Bubble Up Inside

The howl rose. Immediately he let up a reply of his own. Iqniq was on his way and he'd be damned if he let Tonravik try to take this one alone. Not again. She was becoming far too reckless in matters of this kind and he would stubbornly refuse to let her take on the borders or the nearby wilderness on her own. So he moved. Swiftly, climbing over the ridges and descending along the walls of the Spine to near the borders where this newcomer lingered.

It seemed as though he was not alone. The newcomer was also present, the wolf he'd heard rumors of being actively defiant towards wolves of the Spine who'd already earned their place. It was an... unbecoming trait. If it became an issue here, he'd not hesitate to remind this wolf where he stood at the bottom of their ranks. If it became issue in front of a loner? Heaven help him.

Kerosene snarled, joining the duo with a flick of his tail towards their newest wolf. Stay silent. His eyes took in the loner's appearance as he noticed the overall health of this new wolf. Worse for wear due to travel. Damp around the edges. Pads fresh with sores and the lingering hint of wounds not yet healed. In truth, this wolf was little challenge, but all loners were greeted the same. Too close, his teeth seemed to snap. Back up. They took no chances.

"State your business here," he spoke within his growl, stepping forward with lifted tail, ears, head. His posture spoke very clearly of his position here, his body language a reassurance that he would do all he needed to do to protect the pack behind him.