bone mountain

So...how are we gonna settle this? Should I start a dice thread or what?

There was no breaking away from the Spine. The wolverine was more than capable of harmonizing with the pack. He has done it in all instances barring those with Iqniq present. Hell, he would gladly let this transgression slide were it not for the perpetual, overcritical “discipline” the flame insisted on bringing up. Kapvik was angry, yes, but this? All of this energy could be put to use. They could use this dissonance to further their own ends. Redirection was possible, but Iqniq was making it so goddamn challenging. This situation would be tiring if not for the threat of violence. Which he was still waiting on, but the ember did not keep him waiting too long...

Iqniq was more at fault then he ever was. He continued to demonstrate this as he tried to smack him across the snout. Iqniq hit his mark, but Kapvik did not allow any further contact than that. No wrestling took place and the wolverine did not kiss the ground, backpedaling and trying to rush past the ember. Beyond Iqniq's comedic smack, there was no physical contact. Kapvik would not allow it while it was muddled with misplaced purpose to correct or dominate.

Then he spoke, and the time for corrections had passed. Kapvik would delay this no longer, as the spark intended. He would not let this grow anymore than it already has. But, to think...Iqniq would have him leave so he could fill Tonravik's head with who knows what. Lies with a sprinkling of truth...or just slander? The ember would make him out to be the villain when he was a wolf looking for his path in life. And that, right there, was bullshit. Iqniq has failed – again – in taking the initiative, so he will gladly do the honor.

Kapvik ran towards Iqniq, slowing only as he neared to simulate a full-bodied tackle. Teeth sought to sink into the side of the ember's neck while he kept his own guarded; skin tight from angling his head to latch on to his opponent's. Not enough to avoid Iqniq's teeth but he would have trouble getting a grip there. Or so the wolverine thought. Secretly, he hoped Iqniq would latch on there to further expose this side of his neck; nice, tender and ready to be worried with gnashing teeth.