Porcupine Ridge provisions

He saw nothing unjust in the way she described her reign; it was possible he would have made the same call in that situation, but it was ultimately hard to say. He was a creature that worked largely in the present, but did not discount the needs of the future. His survival, and by extension the survival of his packmates, was of utmost priority, and anything and everything was weighed against the logic that best supported their preservation.

"You've given me no reason to treat you coldly," he stated. There were a several wolves already that likely would not consider him warm after he turned them away. One even bore the marks of his teeth. "But do not mistake my willingness to offer someone a chance for weakness. Come." He swept his muzzle around as he turned, inviting her to walk at his side as he headed in the ridge. This was her chance to follow, to become pack, if she accepted.

"I'm Taggarik, and this is Porcupine Ridge. Bet you won't be able to figure out where the name came from," he jested as they (presumably) moved into the territory.

Last post for me, assuming she accepts, welcome to the pack :)