Porcupine Ridge stand tall... WHOA okay not that tall

He chuffed in amusement. She was a new recruit, but determined and ambitions she already seemed to be. He appreciated her spirit, her willingness to jump in with all four paws and commit to her pack. He nodded his head. "I appreciate that." He said. "But if you go out, take someone with you. Just in case." He had not followed his own advice the first time he went out, but intended to the next time, if he could.

The pair walked on, his gaze casting absently about them, looking between the trees and scanning the barren peaks above. "I do not want to make enemies," he went on, making a pointed glance toward her. He could not have his subordinates starting wars, but if they were keen to head out and gather information, it would be welcomed. "The ridge provides all we need, and I have no want of their territory," he explained. "But if a pack were to establish adjacent to us, it may impede our travel to the eastern reaches of the mountain range. This, I will not welcome."

If there ever came a time when he or one of his wolves needed passage to the east, he would not tolerate them being barred from it.