Sawtooth Spire Aggressive Expansion

Their rolling and wrestling stilled, Tonravik on top and her Beta the cushion against the ground. As Tonravik weighed down on her, the paler of the two wolves stretched and settled, not minding the contact for once. Similar to Tonavik, Nanuk did not enjoy touching others but there were some that she could tolerate, at the very least. Only for so long though. Somehow, she wriggled free and sprawled on her side next to her, tail thumping the ground once or twice. Her presence was welcome now, especially after going so long with the dark alpha being cooped up in her den. 

Stretching, the beast lay there for another moment before shifting her head and pointed her muzzle towards the crest of the mountain. 'Shall we continue on?' It was a silent question, but Tonravik was the master of such things so surely, she would have no issues comprehending.