Thunder Dome three wise men

It seemed the silver brute was named Frostrar, a fitting name in Jolon's eyes. He tried out the name in his head and found out he couldn't pronounce Frostrar's last name without it sounding silly. It was a colossal name for a colossal wolf, just like the name Noctura was. The silver male kept quiet after his name was revealed, making Jolon believe he wasn't fond of having conversations. Jolon himself however liked talking more than body language which had caused him trouble in the past. He wasn't good at reading bodies, not saying he couldn't at all, but his body language skills were lacking due to the fact he had been alone for such a long time. But the dragoness had looked past his lack of social skills and Jolon felt like the petite girl actually believed in him. He liked her, not in a romantic way but as a close friend. But he didn't know if the feeling of love for her had yet to come. 

Yes, we have competition fairly close to us, on Porcupine Ridge. I've met their leaders when I stumbled upon their borders before I met Asterr. Jolon informed them both, not knowing if Frostrar already knew this.I believe they're not fond of us being so close to them, so watch your back. Jolon didn't want any of his fellow members to get injured, for he had sworn to protect them. But it seemed the two brutes before him could both stand their ground in a fight, which made him feel relieved. His thoughts went to the small girl, Winter. She didn't seem like a fighter and Jolon felt protective of her the most. She was, in his eyes, weak. Maybe even weaker now than ever before due to the fact she was not well fed. 

I do not know of any more packs in this region, but who knows what's out there. I haven't explored enough yet to find more threats, have you? The question was directed at both males. Jolon glanced at Frostrar for a brief moment before returning his icy gaze to Noctura.