Darker than blood

Tonravik heard the other approach, and turned to look to the face of the wolf that she had only recently accepted into the fold. He was a man who thus far carried his weight, and threw it around as well. He was finding his place in this pack, as all wolves would. Testing to see who might refute his claim of being superior to them, and who would not. She had seen him go against Nanuk who certainly would physically back the fact that she was strong, and her place as Beta had not simply been given. Tonravik had seen the woman fight, after all, and defend the pack against the Plains.

The woman herself could hardly complain against him testing the weaker-willed, who he would naturally climb above if he could best them. Some were not born to be subordinate to others. Of her own wolves that she knew well, however, she did not question that they would teach him many a lesson for any time that he tested them. Both Echelon and Nanuk were not so well known for their patience; neither was she.

The alpha female looked over her shoulder to Kapvik, and then back over the horizon. He could join her, if he wished. Tonravik had taken a liking to the spirit in the wolverine, and was intrigued to see where it would land him.