Thunder Dome sgt. fury and his howling commandos

Anwyl marched along with his pack, proud of their accomplishments. He hadn't been a part of the battle like... whatsoever, but he still marked borders and hunted and contributed and felt like their win was also his own. He hoped Jhala would come along too. Then again, he always wanted Jhala along. The beta female and him had great fun together, and he thought maybe soon he could even ask her to be his girlfriend. Who knew what the future could hold for the two teenagers, and that was all besides the point. Right now was time to celebrate a victory for the Ridge pack wolves.

The territory seemed kind of empty, and it almost made Anwyl a little sad. Had it really been necessary to chase them away? It reminded him of his old home, but reversed. Now he was in the pack who pushed others away. But this was different. This Ryujin pack had no business forming right at the ridge pack's doorstep. They should've been smarter. He sighed, secretly hoping that they would find a new home for themselves. But now was a time to celebrate. He was on the winning side, with his new friends and family. And it felt great.

He paused when the others howled, standing in the cold snow. Their cold snow now. He howled along with them, joyous but with warning. This land was theirs.