Silverlight Terrace Then there's me, I'm seventeen

Dash's hackles stood on end, returning the brown male's growl. He really didn't understand the aggression being showed towards him. He had only come over ensuring the wolves wouldn't be heading in the pack's direction. They were on the neighboring territory, so Dash felt justified.

The black male stepped forward and Dash snapped his jaws in his direction, though he was too far away to make contact. It was a warning that he didn't like the other male coming towards him. Dash stepped back, gaining distance between himself and the two males. He gaze turned towards the larger one in front of him as he spoke about how Dash's dominance had no place here. You have a lot of nerve talking to me about what has no place here. You're the one who turned aggressive, not me, he retorted.

Dash was beginning to feel like he had gotten in over his head. He wanted to retreat and head back home, but his years as a lone wolf demanded he not turn his back on these two. But, now he had something he hadn't had back then: pack mates. Dash lifted his muzzle to the sky and howled for his Alphas, @Charon and @Amekaze They would back him up, he was sure.