[j] conquistador

Heyo! I was asked to hop in here by Steph :P

Settling in had been just as simple as he had expected. Having traveled so far away from his original pack, this place still felt like home, but in fact,, he had never left home. Wherever his paws landed was home if he was with those of his own blood, and this place was just as Tartok as any other branch he'd been to.

Or so he thought.

Aariak had no doubt that the howl that rang at the borders was of no one else than his brother, Kingumut, and had he been closer he would have arrived way before everyone else, but by the time he ran down the hills of the ring-like spine and moved to the place where his brother had called, three wolves already stood there, rejective and inquisitive. What the hell was going on?

Aariak walked past the dark one with blue eyes, his tail low as his rank demanded, but relaxed knowing that there was no threat like his comrades thought. He didn't go beyond the Beta nor the other female, but he greeted his brother with a nod from the distance. There would be time for more later if he was able to convince them that he was of Tartok blood as any of them, and that he was not a danger -at least to this pack.

"Is there a problem?" he asked to no one specifically, never meaning a challenge with his tone. He was in no position for that. His eyes were always set on his pale brother rather than any of the Spine wolves, he didn't want them to think he meant anything beyond his literal words.