Porcupine Ridge Second sight has paid off well

Terich-mir had bested him in the past with a similar strategy. The man would find it wouldn't work so nicely this time. Farstep felt the weight of the wolf's shoulder on his own, and though he continued to face formally forward, his eyes slid in their sockets to view Terich-mir from the side. He pressed back, vibrating with the force of his own growl as its volume increased at this show of physicality. He had no desire to physically force submission, but unlike before, he would do it if he had to.

It would seem he had to, for Terich-mir applied pressure on his shoulder in a clear attempt at dominance, and Farstep reacted quickly. He lunged for the current Beta's snout, jabbing his muzzle forward with his jaws unhinged. If he was fast enough, he hoped to grab the wolf's snout firmly and push his head down in forced deference. Taggarik's involvement went unnoticed for the time being, but soon enough Farstep would catch sight of the Alpha male and would redouble his efforts to claim the rank of Beta.