Silvertip Mountain Back To Me Usual Self

Chaska seemed to come back from whatever had happened to him. When he turned and seemed to recognize him, Steady smiled, his tail wagging. But, his smile was turned upside down when Chaska didn't seemed to know how he got here. Steady watched as he quickly buried the thing he had just unearthed, but it wasn't important to him, so he didn't ask about it.

You were already here when I came upon you. You were digging and I helped, he said. Steady's focus was diverted when a female entered the area. He hadn't met her before now, and he was instantly irritated by her demeanor, lowered head or not. He growled a low warning, his ears standing, and his tail lifting as he put himself between her and Chaska, his voice stern. I am Steady, Gamma here, and he is your superior, and you will treat him as such, he responded, fully expecting her to check herself. Steady was a traditional wolf, and rankings within a pack meant quite a bit to him. He generally gave respect to pack members, no matter their position. That was, unless they were being disrespectful, as Steady felt she was towards Chaska. In the altered state he had been in, Steady would not hesitate to put anyone in their place who may have tried to take advantage of him.