Silvertip Mountain Where is she?!

Zaria instantly rushed forward when she smelled another wolf, way too close for her liking. Zaria had been on patrol and even though her aggressive strike had vanished she was still super protective over the mountain. The mountain was a perfect territory for this pack and Zaria had grown very fond of it over the last few months. It was really becoming home for her. The slopes were not so tough on her anymore and she didn't think much about the plains she lived on before joining this pack. Now that she was on patrol and smelling this new wolf along with her request for a member Zaria instantly decided to check it out.

The small female trotted forward, teeth bared, because this female was almost in their territory. This was not accepted by the female so with only a quick snarl as a warning Zaria charged forward. Maybe it was the pups about the size of a peanut in her belly that was making her even more protective or it was just the feeling she got from this female. Zaria was the queen and she demanded respect, and she would force that respect from the female by making her back off from their border first using her teeth in her charge as she tried to give the female a good nip that would most definitely hurt.