Porcupine Ridge welcome to the neighborhood

Ohohoho, here I am, late to the party ;)

Anwyl had heard the howl, and it had made him nervous. Like what the hell couldn't they tell that there was already a pack in this territory? Well they weren't actually in the Porcupine ridge, but close enough to discomfort the ridge pack. The yearling had gone as fast as he could, but was having a hard time getting there through all the snow. Finally he made it, his white and grey pelt streaked with snow, the flakes covering his black nose. Breathing a little more heavily than normal, and walked over to sit by Jhala. The female seemed to be talking to Tagg about something, so he turned his head to listen.

All he really heard was the word war, and that scared him. As much as none of them really wanted this new pack so close to them, he didn't want a war. He could only hope it wouldn't come to that. He turned back to look at Tagg, wide eyed as he listened to what might befall the ridge pack.