Sleeping Dragon this world was built on blood and battles (just like you)

Hush answered his Queen's call without a moment's hesitation, already so close to the meeting ground when his Warrior Queen beckoned not only him but the whole entire pack for a meeting of the utmost importance. Hush already had a sense of what was to occur: she was going to talk about the pack to the north, the one he had smelled during his northernly wanderings. When he arrived, pale eyes focused on Thurin as she spoke to the gathering wolves, Hush nodded grimly with understanding. The wolves would have to leave. Their presence would not be tolerated, not when they were so close.

But, seeing the amount of wolves that leapt forward to join Thurin, Hush held back on that deep urge to defend his pack's hunting ground with fangs and claws in the offensive. No one had yet offered to stay behind, to man the borders, only Gyda. Knowing that if he wished to become a Guardian of his pack he would have to become used to such sacrifices, Hush walked over to Gyda and barked, his way of saying that he would stay behind with her, defending his pack (and unwittingly the life that would - perhaps -  soon blossom within his Queen).