Porcupine Ridge And the land of a billion lights

He accepted the dare, springing at Taggarik in a similar fashion to how he had sprang at him. The black wolf did not intend to mirror a counter; he let Farstep grab an ear, so that he could close his teeth on some neck fur in a series of light nips as he growled and woofed his amusement. His forepaw lifted to to perch on the other wolf's shoulder as he swung his snout up, teeth now seeking to close on the other wolf's muzzle or perhaps initiate some jaw sparring.