Sawtooth Spire From the dusty mesa, her looming shadow grows

Welp. -tosses her here-

The Spire was as well protected as ever. This much was obvious as the bear of a wolf caught wind of an outsider as she made her rounds, trailing the path that Iluq herself took. The outsider, a whelp by her scent, was much too close for comfort and was essentially throwing her life away by making such foolish choices. Even pups were not safe to come this close. Her wayward wandering would be put to a stop here and now, a terrible snarl presenting the bearish Beta as she barreled onto the scene. She had no doubt that the other female of the Spire would come running upon hearing such racket, however necessary the sounds were.

Her fur was on end, teeth bared in unabashed threat as she snarled a warning to the pale bitch. It was the only warning she would get. Even then, Nanuk gave her little time to react, teeth snapping forward. Their aim was not to hit (and she made sure that they did not) but to punctuate the statement she made by standing here with an obvious air of violence around her. Aforementioned statement was pure and simple: Leave now or die. If the child did not follow direction, she would face the consequences, however dire they might be.