Sawtooth Spire kick the chair

claiming this one :3
It was about time these two met!

Head low and steady-paced Aariak moved away from the densite in search of sport. As an athletic wolf that he was, Aariak could not keep to a single spot for too long, and baby-sitting wasn't always an active task. Sometimes he just needed to kill something to make up for his idle time, and the side-effcts of it were a +1 for Aariak's interests. He liked to keep his figure in a specific range, verging a bear-like musculature.

His paws weren't taking him somewhere specifically, for the male did not know where he'd find his next target. He usually roamed aimlessly until he found something good enough to spend his energy. But this day he wasn't driven towards a random prey that would simply fall victim to his claws. He ended ip at Pukulria faced to one of the upper tier wolves, and a potential spar-date.

"Having fun alone?" the male asked seeing how much effort she was putting into separating the skull from the remains of a catch. Aariak moved closer with respectful body-language, but clearly aiming to sink his own fangs on Nanuk's shiny toy.