Porcupine Ridge dorsatum

Capri had more or less treated their home as claimed lands. She had been more lenient at times given how fresh their scents had been -- Anwyl had been testament to that. Yet with each passing day, their scents became even more prominent, and with the young silver wolf now joining their ranks, it had brought their numbers higher for prospective claiming. Now, they could defend their lands should the need arise.
 
The day found her marking the borders once more. Taggarik's song echoed across the sky just as she raised herself to her paws once more, her ears cupping forward and a small smile pulling at her lips. The claim was official -- her own slender muzzle crested upward to initiate her own crooning melody to the heavens in turn, pride lacing every bit of her lilting voice.
 
Porcupine Ridge was theirs.