Porcupine Ridge A possible pack member

The wolf’s response was not quite what she expected – instead of continuing to submit, he continued to plead his case, tagging on extra ‘skills’ he suddenly had and felt improper to mention before. It did not settle well with the she-wolf, and her posture stiffened to reflect such. Before she could usher why he felt to bring up the art of poisoning to a pack he hoped to gain ground with, Taggarik voiced his command, and she felt her own words fall short of that. While she might have become argumentative to the stranger, Tagg was stern and succinct – get out of their lands.
 
The wolf seemed hesitant to do so – a longer glance spent upon them only stirred her posture to become more rigid, and the barest trace of a snarl fell upon her lips as they pulled back. But he swept away then, and with a glance to both Taggarik and Farstep, Capri herself whisked away – her slender form moved along the borders, a bit from the direction their encounter had gone.. and then, she loped off them and in his direction. She would trail him form a distance until satisfied that he had fully left, and then she would return home