Silvertip Mountain Where is she?!

Any wolf with any sense would have been on the group, submitting to the two alphas and beta that had presented themselves. The wolf wasn't dealing with any ol' pack members; she had the highest of the high and on the edges of their territory she refused to see who they were and give them the respect they deserved. FitzDutiful had had enough. He wouldn't attack first, he was a guardian not a warrior, but he would darn well see that she not set foot in their lands or near them again.

He didn't know who her sister was, didn't care either. If he had known it was Krypton he would happily have told her to meet her sister on neutral ground away of the pack lands. Yes, this could drive Krypton away but as she had never mentioned a sister to him he doubted she was that important. Still, blood was sometimes stronger than pack ties.

Sometimes.

"I Do Not Care. Leave." he growled at her, it was verging on an absolutely roar now. He wanted this female gone far, far, far away from their lands.

Warning number one: issued.